Latke-off on Do Not Eat This Blog


The Collegian’s Do Not Eat This Blog blog covered a “latke-off” this weekend. It’s worth the read.

When Bruce Pincus eats a latke, he’s looking for a couple things.

He likes pure ingredients, a simple recipe and a final product dripping with oil. But for Pincus, the most important attribute is a latke’s nostalgia-inducing abilities.

“I need it to remind me of the latke I ate growing up. None of this new age stuff,” he said. “If it makes me think of Grandma’s home during Hanukkah, it’s a winner.”

Pincus was one of about 200 attendees drawn by the promise of latkes and other Jewish cuisine to Congregation Brit Shalom, 620 E. Hamilton Ave., for a kosher hot dog dinner, bake sale and latke cook-off. The event raised money for Hadassah, a volunteer women’s Zionist organization.

Personally, my favorite Jewish food is bagels and lox. I love me some salmon.


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  1. For me, the perfect latke is the one that is not too filling.

    When I was young, I was very interested in my religion. Probably more so than my parents. They would take my sisters and me to synagogue less often than I would have liked, sometimes only for the high holidays (Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur).

    However, they never missed an opportunity to get together with the whole family (grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins) and share a holiday meal. There were Passover seders and Hanukkah dinners.

    At these family meals, I would try to absorb everything Jewish. This included picking up on Hebrew words and traditions. On a more literal note, I would absorb Jewish food, stuffing my face with latkes. It was a part to the Judaism that I wanted to know about. The latkes could not be too filling, as I would eat every last one.