• @nomous
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        59 months ago

        My (fairly religious) aunt introduced me to latkes when I was a kid and it became a lifelong love affair.

        • Flying Squid
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          29 months ago

          I love a good latke, but a bad latke is a very sad thing indeed.

          • @nomous
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            29 months ago

            She was (is) a great cook, they were always light and fluffy. Usually we’d have them with applesauce but sometimes she’d make them with a lot of onion and we’d eat them with ketchup.

            • Flying Squid
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              19 months ago

              Ew. I don’t know about ketchup. We always have sour cream.

              • @nomous
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                39 months ago

                I love my aunt and have very fond memories of oniony, ketchupy latkes but I don’t eat ketchup with my potatos anymore lol.

                In my defense, I was a child. I’m not even sure where she came across them, we’re not Jewish (we were Baptists, from the midwest).

                She also makes an onion pie that’s pretty great.

        • Flying Squid
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          59 months ago

          It’s also so easy to make that even my mother can’t fuck it up. Which, if you ever had my mother’s attempts at cooking, is very impressive.

          • @[email protected]
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            39 months ago

            Lmao. Does her cooking make you nostalgic?

            My mom regrets that she didn’t learn all of her mother’s cajun recipes. I regret it, too.

            • Flying Squid
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              69 months ago

              It does not. She’s a much better cook than when I was a kid while still being a terrible cook. But at least her idea of offering me dinner is no longer a defrosted turkey burger every night.

              There were also the dreaded dinnertime words of my childhood: “This was an experiment.”

              Because the “experiment” was usually something like, “the recipe called for two cups of sugar and that’s too much sugar, so I substituted cottage cheese.”