Sometimes I buy this little box of dehydrated potato pancakes and it's actually pretty good. Mix with eggs and water, then fry blobs a small amount of vegetable oil (not olive.)
They soak up all the oil like a sponge, so go light. I guess in the evil ultra-processed food category, but real latkes are messy work-- the potatoes finely grated, wrung dry in dish towels, etc. etc.
Karen gave us a jar of her homemade applesauce and it was a delicious topping.
I skipped the sour cream for a change, not being that hungry last night. Why?
Lunch: Orange Chicken, the Panda Express signature dish. Good grief. We were out buying a Christmas tree and running other errands.
Also in the wild and weird category, an impulse bottle of cranberry wine, of all things. What a beautiful jewel red holiday color! Hopefully it tastes half as good as it looks-- maybe with the Christmas ham.
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