I flip my latkes in the air sometimes

It smells like a carnival midway up in here. Discovery of the day: peanut oil does wonders for frying potatoes. It really holds up to the high heat better than olive oil. Sorry, but it’s true. Or maybe I have been doing it wrong. That’s possible too. In any event, good latkes start with good ingredients.

But what do I know about good latkes? I was raised Presbyterian outside of Nashville. Episcopalians were totally suspicious because they were like Catholics but not really Catholics and at least you know what Catholics are up to but what are these Episcopalians all about? Jews? A total fucking mystery.

So here we are, in the twenty first century. Getting ready for Christmas and celebrating the first night of Hanukkah. What right in the world do I have to co-opt this holiday? Yes, there is some family history but we are clearly not Jewish. I don’t know. Not really. Other than that I can. And there is fried food involved, which is awesome. So party on, Jews. I’m in it to win it for 8 nights anyway.