In our home we are very thoughtful about raising our children to be knowledgable about people and the world around them. One way we do that is to educate our children about different people and places through books and experiences. Well one day at the library my mini me picks out a book. “The Borrowed Hanukkah Latkes.” We read the book and inside there was a recipe for latkes. So you know what we had to do right? We had to make latkes.
I love remaking leftovers. This dish in particular reminds me of mornings when I lived in New York City. I was privileged enough to live right next to a wonderful sidewalk cafe on the lower east side. This of course was before sidewalk cafes were a dime a dozen. The owner was a older Jewish man that introduced me to my love of Jewish cuisine. From bagels with lox to baklava it was like he had the best food I couldn’t get anywhere else.