When I was a child we celebrated Chanukah by lighting the menorah every night for eight nights, commemorating the eight days of light that the empty oil lamps shone in the far past of our history. I was ok with hearing the story year after year, and far more into receiving a gift following each candle lighting...
and we excitedly opened ONE gift each night.
It was simple... NOT!
In those days no stores, large or small, even thought about Christmas decorations until after Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. What is now known as Black Friday was then the day beautiful windows and holiday decor was revealed. Sales started after Christmas. Indeed, the stores were more crowded but not like the frenzy that seems to prevail today. Sitting on Santa's lap was a treat I still remember. So, how do you explain to a little Jewish child that Santa and all that holiday fun wasn't for her...That the beautiful trees laden with magical ornaments were not to be found in her home...the wreaths and garlands would not adorn her mantle...and that Santa was not invited to her house...YOU DIDN'T!
My mother's four single sisters livedtogether in a huge, beautiful apartment in our building, and there was no way that my sister and I would be denied anything, least of all something as easy to give us as Christmas! The "Aunties" lived on the top floor of our building and always had us for a sleep-over on Christmas Eve since Santa "could see into their apartment easily as he rode by on his sleigh..." and be aware that there were two little girls waiting for him! They hung red stockings with our names written in sparkles on the mantle of the fireplace.
Gaily wrapped gifts sat beside the fireplace, so tantilizing for two little girls. We were tucked into bed, and just before we fell asleep, my Aunt Anna shook a set of sleighbells...and my Aunt Lucy would come in and tell us that Santa was on the roof and we had to be very still...and we listened to the rustling in the outer room, sure that the elves and Santa were busily unloading the entire contents of his sleigh in my Aunties living room!
As we grew up we did versions of this and when I had my own family I stressed the celebration of Chanukah and diligently lit the candles with my children...told the story of the oil in the lamps...played dreydel...and, of course served potato latkes and brisket, just as my mother had done...but we also hung stockings and had a little Christmas celebration as well, with a Christmas morning breakfast of french toast...I can never think of the holidays without remembering those four adored "elves" who brought such love and joy to my life.
Potato Pancakes (Latkes)
Potato pancakes are easy to make...there are different ways to prepare them and every family swears by their own method. The only "must" for me is Yukon Gold potatoes...and rinsing off the starch so the batter doesnt turn black. Here are three ways we prepare them in our family...
flour
1 1/2 tsp.baking powder
2 eggs
salt
pepper
oil
Grate potatoes in Cuisinart. Do not make mushy. Empty into strainer and wash with cold water. Grate onions in cuisinart and add to potatoes. (Use the S shaped blade for this)
Season oil with an onion the same way and drop( large spoonfuls for entree size or small for hors d` ouvre)
into oil. These have a crispy, shaggy look.
*The reason I always taste the batter is that it needs plenty of salt and pepper...season it to your own taste...
We serve apple sauce, sour cream and a cinnamon and a sugar mixture with the latkes (pancakes)...Everyone seems to have a favorite topping or combo of toppings...for cocktails I often serve miniature potato pancakes with a dollop of sour cream topped with caviar... However they are served, they are always delicious!
(HINT: To remove excess water from shredded potatoes, drain well and then place in a clean dish towel or cheesecloth and squeeze water out!)
Regardless of how you celebrate the holidays, I hope it is filled with love, peace, joy and laughter...and of course...delicious food!
I love your story about your 4 aunts. What a wonderful childhood you had. You described your holidays very well...I can see those two excited little girls in my head. (PS...my daughters are named Sarah and Rachel.)......Jackie
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