Nine days away from Chanukkah, so here is the first of my traditional recipes, with more to come. But the first miracle of Chanukkah has already happened: as I was on TENTERHOOKS (today’s Word Prompt https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tenterhooks/), having lost both our boat and our web developer, I appealed to you, Beautiful People, for help. I love you all for jumping in with your support and suggestions! At this time, I am grateful to all of you, and the search is over: Chuck of https://thereluctantpoetweb.wordpress.com has connected us to his friend Dave who has undertaken the project. If you like poetry, go visit his blog and enjoy the lovely verses of this lovely person!
Meanwhile, enjoy your holidays and your latkes!
Chanukkah is coming, and kids are looking forward to stuffing their faces with latkes – potato pancakes. When I was growing up, we had all kinds of latkes on Chanukkah, and sometimes my grandmother skipped the deruny (potato latkes) altogether because of the variety of other, more interesting ones: carrots with apples, zucchini with raisins, and my father’s favorite rechene (buckwheat) latkes. When a guest inquired about the missing “traditional” kind, she would say, “But Hannah did not have potatoes.” Two burning questions of my childhood were: who was Hannah and why, oh why, couldn’t she get potatoes?
This is the story I put together at the age of about four. In the ancient times, there was a mean king who didn’t want anybody in his kingdom to be Jewish. He sent his soldiers to the Jewish Temple (Temple? we had a Temple? where?) and ordered them…
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