Yesterday we went down to Toledo for a late Chanukah meal with my parents and my grandmother, because we were snowed-in last Sunday. I took home some of these potato latkes my dad made, which are different stylistically from the ones my grandmother (his mom) make but are still delicious. She uses solid Crisco, he uses liquid Canola, she uses an aluminum pan that pre-dates the LA Dodgers, he uses something that looks like a wok, and hers are a lot thinner. Both are great, you just get two distinct experiences. I like mine as hot as I can stand it with just a little salt, but sour cream and applesauce are also traditional accompaniments.