Chanuka Night Two

Now that we've captured the busses with their Chanuka greetings on the front, it's really Chanuka.

All of the kids are off school, but oddly work isn't closed, so I really don't know what parents do, but, I digress, there are kids all over.

Last night we had big time Chanuka treats. We picked up a package that friends of Ami's parents brought over from them which had goodies for each one of us. My Kindle Fire (!) that Ami's parents got me for my birthday/chanuka, a book of 501 Hebrew verbs (yes, that's the name of the book- check it)that Ami's been wanting, and is about a quarter of the price on Amazon then here in a bookstore, Eitan's stroller bundle me for cold Jerusalem nights and last, but definitely not least, probably best, treats from Callie's.

Callie's. This is a post in it of itself, but, in short, Callie's Candy Kitchen is the venue of choice for the extended Rozmaryn family on the day after Thanksgiving. You've heard about Rozmaryn Thanksgivings before... They go to Callie's each year, and listen to Callie, the original Callie, who's probably about 95 now, give a shpiel about the chocolate and candy business. Mind you, they can all recite the entire speech by now. Highlights include: how to turn brown into green (hint: making chocolate is profitable), the ingredients in chocolate (cocoa, cocoa butter, milk, sugar), musings on white chocolate (there's no such thing- it's white candy).

Anyways, we, now they, all go every Friday of Thanksgiving, hear the stories, and buy lots and lots of chocolate. One specialty is called Pocono Crunch. It's good. It's peanut buttery, chocolate, kind of like rice krispie treats but better. You can even buy it yourself, here.  Another that we got is called Bark. It's a layer of mint between two layers of chocolate. We're saving that one, and it's not available in their online shop. By the way, doesn't that website look like it's from 1995? It's exactly perfect for the place which looks like it hasn't changed since, well 1950 I'd say.


Onward with Chanuka. So I made Latkes. From scratch. For the first time. And they were really good! Neither of us are particularly Latke people, but this recipe which changed things up a bit was really good. Notes: I didn't use oregano and we added more Parmesan on top right before we ate them. As you can see Eitan liked them too. He wouldn't stop. And see below, he almost kind of even says Latke. Most words he imitates from us kind of sound the same nowadays... others like "more" however, crystal clear.






oily goodness

destroying the latke