So how does one prepare potato pancakes?
The only pancake I have ever eaten was buttermilk....
DrewDad wrote:So how does one prepare potato pancakes?
Ya got ta mash 'em, squeeze 'em, hold 'em... ya got ta got ta got ta ... Fry a little tenderness (in oil til lightly browned.)
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Ingredients for Pancake:
2 cups grated potatoes
3 eggs
1 1/2 Tbsps flour (all purpose)
1 1/4 tsps salt
1-3 tsps grated onion
Ingredients for Topping:
4 Granny Smith apples (cored, peeled, sliced into rings)
3/4 cup brown sugar
3 Tbsps flour (all purpose)
1/4 tsp cinnamon
fresh blueberries and/or raspberries
Directions: Pancake:
Beat eggs and stir in potatoes. Mix flour and salt and stir into potatoes/eggs. Stir in onion. Heat cooking oil in skillet, put in mixture to form pancakes, brown on both sides until crisp.
Directions: Topping:
Scatter apple rings over bottom of microwaveable dish. Combine sugar, flour, cinnamon and spread over apple rings. Microwave on high for 2-3 minutes.
Place some apple topping on a pancake and garnish with blueberries and/or raspberries. Serve hot.
So hashbrowns with applesauce.
I stand corrected.
my dad's heavenly recipe:
raw grated potatoes. loads. leaves few pieces bigger
ususlly no eggs (at most one)
bit of salt
flour, just enough to soak the liquid up
add sour kraut, bacon, pieces of sausage
loads of crushed black pepper, bit of firy hot paprika (guess chili powder would work in the states)
fry in lots of hot oil (pancake must be almost drowned in oil). put on paper towels to soak the extra oil out.
we do not use any topping. i can concede to sourcream, but apple sauce on potato pancake just doesn't do it for me. berries i can't even imagine. but i'm just a conservative eastern european, sticking to what i grew up with.
Should this information be preserved for all future generations in book form? Maybe have like The Book of Dagmaraka, The Book of BlueveinedThrobber, and also record the story of Doubting DrewDad?
uhhh, do i have to die for that first?
It's okay. We'll add some yeast and you'll rise again.
Dog does not require martyrdom, although you may have to submit to a Celestical Leg Humping . . .
Dog bless you, Dasha, and your divine latke . . .
Ho Hum . . .
dagmaraka wrote:uhhh, do i have to die for that first?
AND you have to volunteer for it.... but think of how many future generations will name private schools after you....
i'll eat latkes to death. is that a dignified enough way to sacrifice myself for the benefit of the mankind (ok, womankind, too)?
dagmaraka wrote:my dad's heavenly recipe:
raw grated potatoes. loads. leaves few pieces bigger
ususlly no eggs (at most one)
bit of salt
flour, just enough to soak the liquid up
add sour kraut, bacon, pieces of sausage
loads of crushed black pepper, bit of firy hot paprika (guess chili powder would work in the states)
fry in lots of hot oil (pancake must be almost drowned in oil). put on paper towels to soak the extra oil out.
we do not use any topping. i can concede to sourcream, but apple sauce on potato pancake just doesn't do it for me. berries i can't even imagine. but i'm just a conservative eastern european, sticking to what i grew up with.
Now this is something I could get on board with. Although I feel the appelation "cake" to be a misnomer.
I once killed a band of gypsies when I passed their campsite and smelled potato pancakes. Well, I guess I didn't kill them in their entirety -- I left one child alive.
I wanted that child to pass on the news to future generation of gypsies that Ratzenhofer would kill for potato pancakes.
I....I....I just want to stop the bloodshed.
I didn't realize you were a republican Gus.
I have Bush posters all over my bedroom.
Ah, the Islamic Potato Cake. Great idea, Gus.
I actually use mashed potatos rather than grated. Maybe I need to branch off. I'll be the, um... let's see... How 'bout "The Cook of Batter Day Cakes?"
We'll need cookbooks.
I suggest the first song... I mean recipe, should be "We Three Chefs." We'll stir and mix and bring great gifts to Dag.
those aren't potato pancakes, squinney. those are croquettes. also worthy stuff.