I think the first miracle is the countless ways the word is spelled; Channukah, Chanukkah, Hanukkah, Hannukah. The last one is still my favorite. Although nothing is quite like the Ch for that hair caught in your throat sound of the Hebrew pronunciation.
Miracle #2, my daughter finally made it home from college. After 27 grueling hours (ok, maybe a hotel stay in Chicago is not all that grueling) she made it home in between the storms of the last few days. Wisconsin to NY via Chicago and Columbus. Nothing like 4 states in 2 days. She handled it like a trooper and showed how truly grown up she has begun.
Now miracle #3, this is the one I love the most. After being coaxed to make the most favorite holiday delicacy of them all, a dear friend let me in on the secret of the true miracle of Hannukah...
how your house can smell like latkes for 8 crazy days after you make them.
Now if you will excuse me I will go wash my hair for the first of many futile attempts to lose that greasy scent.
Mmmmmm... latkes. Yes, you smell like a deep-fryer for days, but it's so worth it!
Posted by: Ilona | December 24, 2008 at 09:47 AM
those look delish! i'll be right over! (better YOUR house than mine! heh)
Posted by: the planet of janet | December 24, 2008 at 01:34 PM
Mmmm. I need to learn to make these. Margalit just posted her recipe; I think I need to go there.
Where in WI does your daughter go to school? She might be near me!
Posted by: Daisy | December 24, 2008 at 03:30 PM
seems the smell has almost left the house. daisy, she is in madison. and yes, they were delish.
Posted by: amyz5 | December 25, 2008 at 12:23 AM