Hanukah, shmanukah – I’m about as Jewish as Melanie Griffith in A Stranger Among Us.
But I can’t pass up on my mom’s latkes. These deep-fried servings of tater heaven will no doubt be on the menu for my last meal on death row. Just after I mow down the next pedestrian who takes his damn time crossing the street when he knows I’m waiting to make a right. Consider yourself warned, Chico.
Latkes were followed with the exchanging of gifts, then a movie about a plot to kill Hitler, and we had ourselves the Jewish hat trick – a.k.a., “The Yarmulke.”