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dharmasharks · 6 months

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hello friend! i would love to hear about "keep a candle burning" if you'd like to share! <3

Hi hi friend! Thanks for asking! I have some festive modern stucky for you for Hanukkah bingo, provided I can get my shit together in time this year! *looks at calendar* *sweats*

Here’s the deal: Bucky’s ex/childhood sweetheart/former best pal Steve is back in town for the first time in years. He's staying with Bucky for a week and day, until the annual Barnes family Hanukkah party. And Bucky can totally, definitely, absolutely last all eight nights without kissing Steve on his very cute mouth.

Here's a rough snippet!

“Bucky. Somebody got murdered on that couch. You’re a grown man with one murder couch and zero end tables.” Steve gestures to where Bucky’s bionic prosthetic, skinned like R2-D2, is charging on the ground near the front door. “How do you have people over?” Ah, there it is. This part of the conversation. But that doesn’t mean Bucky has to make it easy on him. Especially if it means missing out on the way Steve’s ears pink up when he gets a little bit embarrassed, which comes in at number six on Bucky’s power rankings of Steve Rogers Blushes. “Well, Becca won’t visit, but that’s mostly because of the train ride,” Bucky says. “Jersey City,” Steve muses with a shudder. “How could she?” Bucky shrugs. “You know. Kids.” Steve shudders again. “Still, I don’t know how you’d entertain guests like this.” “Well, you’re here. Not too late to stay at the Midtown Hilton Garden Inn with the rest of the army field band if my lifestyle is too horrible to bear.” Steve wrinkles his nose at Midtown. Then takes a sip of bourbon. Then, very casually asks from around the rim of his glass, “So, are you seeing anyone?”

Happy Friday, hope you have some fun plans ahead this weekend <3

#snippet #my WIPs #asks #well actually this snippet isn’t very festive #but sweet potato latkes will be eaten #high stakes dreidel will be played!#cheesy sweaters will be worn! and then maybe taken off??? time will tell

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ithebookhoarder · 4 months

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🎄 Spending the Holidays with the Moon Boys (Steven, Marc, Jake x Reader)

A/N: It's almost Christmas again and that means having a chance to finally sit and force myself to finish the things I’ve had sitting in my drafts for MONTHS... have some fluffy thoughts for the festive season.

Warnings: Mentions to mental health, slight smutty thoughts, references to childhood trauma, religion, holidays - let me know if I missed any.

Masterlist

The holidays are a complicated time in your life - but then again, what isn't complicated when it comes to living with your boys?

Marc is Jewish and Steven loves Christmas and Jake doesn’t really care either way. They all just want you to be happy, but that doesn’t stop you from ensuring that they all get a slice of the holiday season.

Your main mission is making sure they all have a gift from you as you love them all so much and want to make sure they know it. If anything it’s adorable how much they suddenly bicker about fronting on Christmas morning so they can open theirs first.

They also all insist on getting you a gift, from each of them, to thank you and remind you they love you in return.

You also got them each their own stocking to put up, in a proud display of your unique family.

Anytime you mention the holiday season, Marc is quiet. You know why - which is why you make sure to to ask him to help tell you about the Jewish traditions associated with this time of year in an attempt to heal old wounds.

It clearly means a lot, even if it’s tinged with a sense of pain when he explains about lighting the menorah or about how his dad would make latkes for him to eat whenever his mom started her usual seasonal ranting - normally after a bottle or two of whatever liquor she could find.

Needless to say, he’s overwhelmed when he comes home one day to find you with your sleeves rolled up, doing your best to finish prepping latkes to cook later on.

You do, however, make sure to buy a bag of donuts to have on hand incase your efforts go poorly…

Steven would find it all rather fascinating to learn about it, and has probably looked up so much history about the holiday that it makes your heart swell.

He’s also the first to help and insist you do indulge Marc - even if he protests against it, saying it isn’t a big deal.

“He deserves it you know, he’s a teddy bear deep down under that whole macho Jason Bourne tough guy bullshit.”

As for Steven, he'd be 'Captain Christmas' and will be only too eager to assist in all holiday and festive activities.

He's the one you ask for advice when picking out a tree and decorating it. You also let him blast his cheesy Christmas playlist over and over again, loving the smile it puts on his face as he duets with you in the car.

It's also why you end up begging Steven to come to your workplace's Christmas party, as your date, as you trust him the most to make polite conversation with your colleagues and not shoot your boss when he looks at you and your Xmas attire a little too long.

Surprisingly, I think Jake would indulge in the season in his own ways - like insisting on hanging mistletoe in the apartment and making sure to catch you as often as possible.

“What? It’s not me, it’s tradition. You want to mess with fate? Your choice sweetheart.”

He's a tease, but you know he cares and he's trying to show it.

Hell, why else does he not protest every time Steven puts them in the most ugly Christmas sweater he can find?

He's also the one who would get you the most risqué gifts, hoping to celebrate the festive season in his own way 😅

#ithebookhoarder #masterlist #thesilentmage #marvel #marvel x reader #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #steven grant #moon knight series #moon knight #jake lockley #marc spector #marc spector x reader #marc spector x y/n #marc spector x you #jake lockely x reader #jake lockely x you #oscar issac characters

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ghost-proofbaby · 4 months

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As someone who doesn’t celebrate Christmas I feel like Eddie would light up at getting to be the one to introduce you to all things Christmas traditions.

as someone who doesn’t really celebrate it all that much anymore either, i! fucking! agree!

it’s in the big things — getting to put up a tree with him & wayne and decorate it, nitpicking how ornaments are placed, making garland until you both swallow your pride and admit to wayne that yes the tinsel kind he bought at the store is in fact better — but it’s also in the small things. like that thought vomit i posted about getting hot cocoa and going to look at the lights.

he’d revel in showing you just how much warmth the holidays can hold, and i think he’d be a big sap over the way you make them feel like they did when he was a little younger, like they do in the movies. it’s all so cheesy and so sweet he’s got a tooth ache, doing ridiculous things like singing christmas songs obnoxiously in the shower as he washes your hair and you beg him to stop being so loud through your laughter. being adamant on putting up the decorations the moment thanksgiving is over because you won’t say it, but you like when the magic of the holiday lasts a little longer. when it all gets to linger the entirety of december. he’s putting so much effort into how he wraps your gifts that wayne is convinced the boy has to be severely ill, or that some stranger came in the night to steal him away before replacing him with a ome festive replica version.

and don’t even get me started on how eddie would be if you celebrated/grew up celebrating a different holiday than christmas.

he’d want you to show him all your traditions, would listen to carefully to each explanation and do his absolute most to respect each and every one the same way you do his christmas ones. he wants to enjoy latkes with you (and your family, if that’s in the cards), he wants to decorate a yule log with you (and be there on solstice to burn it with you). he’s just so irrevocably in love with you that he wants to learn and partake in every aspect of your life.

to be loved is to be changed. to learn their traditions and take them in as your own. and eddie munson would demonstrate that perfectly, no doubt.

#i’m in my feels #i am going to write a yule one shot i swear #i think he’d make christmas feel like christmas again #to be loved! is to be changed!#a coworker of mine has a family of melding traditions and it’s so sweet to hear about #eddie would want that with you #also eating jelly doughnuts with your family #you know the specific kind #i love it #he’s such a softie #thank u ily

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magnetothemagnificent · 1 year

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Night number five! The fifth night of Chanukah is said to have important spiritual significance because it's the first night where the number of lights outnumber the number of unlit wicks, thus symbolizing the beginning of the triumph of goodness over evil.

I'm currently frying up another batch of cheesy latkes hehe

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#chanukahproject #jumblr #judaism #Chanukah #hanukkah

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mariacallous · 5 months

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In the dark of winter, Hanukkah brings in the light…and the indulgent foods. Stuffing latkes with cheese is unquestionably gilding the lily, but isn’t that what Hanukkah’s all about? These latkes are crispy on the outside and ooey gooey on the inside.

The flour added to the potato batter helps the latkes hold their shape, as does freezing them for 10-15 minutes before frying. The cream cheese added to the shredded cheese mixture makes stuffing the latkes easier, and also offers a subtle tang that cuts the richness. Like all latkes, these are best eaten straight from the pan (plate optional).

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mudslide-sailor · 6 months

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How about 5, 18 and 23?

hiiii salty!!! thanks for asking :)

5. favorite form of potato?

this is such a tough question i'm going to have to go with fries of any form or maybe latkes. fries just because yum and latkes because like cmon now

18. your boba/tea order?

oooo for boba i'm pretty basic and just like getting milk tea with boba. nothing too fancy :)

23. do you wear jewelry?

this is actually super relevant! i used to not wear jewelry, but my best friend and i just got matching necklaces (super cheesy, i know, but we live really far away right now) so i wear that now :)

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artificialqueens · 1 year

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🎁 Rosè and Denali go to a Winter Festival (Rosnali) for Berry - Mock-Star

SECRET QUEEN 2022 by @mock-star-aq

this is a pinch sarcastic, a little experimental, a little cheesy, and 100% pure fluff. I really hope you like it.

After the sun set on a chilly December day, Rosè and Denali approached the square where the winter festival was being held. They smelled candied nuts before they saw the bright lights, first seeing the tip of the giant Christmas tree, and then seeing the string lights that spanned the entirely of the festival. They could see small figures skating and eating and playing, and as they got closer, they could see parents with their young children lined up to meet Santa, and holding various treats for them as they nibbled on them, breaking off pieces for themselves. They could see couples sitting at tables together, eating and drinking or just holding hands and talking. They could see groups of friends hanging out, groups of teenagers and elderly people at a wreath making lesson together, laughing and just enjoying being together. As soon they crossed the threshold, they made a beeline for the skating rink, Rosè going to the rental booth and Denali slipping on her own skates.

The ice was crowded, but manageable. All the same, they held onto each other as they stepped on the ice, almost immediately almost getting run over by a young kid zooming around the ice so fast you would think they were an Olympian. They skated about 5 laps, doing it more so they could say they did so, holding hands the entire time. After taking their skates off, they made a beeline for the food booths, getting mulled wine and candied almonds and latkes and mac and cheese, finding an empty table to sit down with their spoils, toasting with their drinks before they dug in.

After they ate, they explored the rest of the festival, people-watching as they took in the festivities, leaning into each other, mostly for warmth, but also in genuine appreciation for each other's presence. They did some more shopping, for little trinkets and presents. One of the last things they bought was an ornament customized with their names and the year, because of course. The last thing they bought was a carrot, because they walked right past where the "reindeer" (ponies with antler headbands) were, and one of them headbutted Denali, so they had to stop because it's the law. As they crossed the threshold again, they stopped to look up at the night sky, sharing a brief kiss as a flurry of snow started to fall, dusting their shoulders as they walked back home.

#rpdr fanfiction #secret queen 2022 #aq fandom exchange #rosé #denali foxx #rosnali #fluff #holiday fic #for berry #mock star

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stackthedeck · 1 year

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Thinking about Matt and Peter living together and sending out those cheesy holiday cards with Santa and a Rabbi on em just hanging out

OH MY GOD they absolutely would! Peter drags Matt to Hanukkah celebrations at May’s place for at least one of the nights. May is always thrilled to have him but unfortunately Matt puts applesauce on the latkes even though the Parkers are strongly on the side of sour cream. Matt’s not super into Christmas and he doesn’t exactly decorate the apartment but he does burn pine candles and really likes Christmas hymns but he only starts playing them the week before. Matt goes to the Christmas Eve midnight mass and then they spend all night patrolling and sleep in for once and get takeout for dinner. They get each other gifts but like only practical or stupid things and always blow them off as not a big deal but they’re a massive deal and they both put a lot of thought into them

#asks #is this ship content? maybe up to you

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silverjetsystm · 7 months

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whats that one weird food combination that everyone else thinks is gross but they think is delicious?

THE TINIEST DETAILS: CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS | Accepting

Applesauce and sour cream is the best way to eat latkes.

Jake keeps kosher and thinks really meaty + cheesy dishes are gross looking.

#asked and answered #headcanons #food cw #we are mk | system

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yxlenas · 1 year

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Edancy Week Day 1: Hanukkah Celebration

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I am not Jewish nor do I have children but this was beta'd by a dear friend who IS Jewish and checked behind me, and I have a niece and a nephew so Esther's babyisms are based on those two.

Esther Amelia Munson is born on the seventh day of Hanukkah, a week and a half after her due date.

Nancy sits, legs still half numb from the epidural, IV in her wrist, as Wayne washes her face. His hands are large, warm, and calloused against her skin, one arm looped around her back to keep her upright. There are clean pajamas waiting for her on the counter in the little bathroom, her skincare set up on the edge of the sink. She’s so tired, vaguely nauseous from the stress of birth, and her incision throbs dully between her hips.

“You feeling okay sitting up?” her father in law asks nervously, opening her lotion and smoothing some against her cheeks. Nancy doesn’t blame him for being anxious. Her vitals had been so unstable she’d started blacking out trying to push, so dizzy she’d vomited several times, and they’d decided to perform a C-section just to finally give her some relief and keep Esther from going into distress.

“M’okay,” she breathes, “just getting sleepy.”

Wayne doesn’t look convinced, reaching for her pajamas with one hand and feeling the pulse on the side of her neck with the other.

“Little fast, kiddo,” he comments, “arms out.”

Wayne helps her into one of Eddie’s soft button up flannels and a pair of his loose sweats, tugging her hair into a ponytail for her. Her belly is starting to hurt more the longer she sits upright, and when Wayne hands her her toothbrush she notices dully that her hands are shaking.

“I don’t think I feel very good,” Nancy rasps as Wayne wraps both arms around her middle and lifts her to her feet. She lets her head fall against his chest as Wayne rubs her back through Eddie’s old shirt. Wayne keeps a careful hold of her as they shuffle back into her hospital room. Nancy is so focused on picking up her feet and not tripping in her exhaustion that she doesn’t look up until Wayne gently nudges her.

“Oh, Eddie,” she gasps. Her husband beams at her, shirtless and in a pair of joggers with little menorahs all over them. Nancy had matching ones, but she’d been wearing them when her water broke. Esther is tucked against his chest in a baby sling, one tiny, chubby fist curled up next to his nipple piercing.

There’s an electric menorah in the window of the room, six candles lit up, and a cheesy paper banner that says “Happy Hanukkah” hanging over her hospital bed. On a plate next to her hospital bed are latkes and pierogi from that Jewish deli they all love. Eddie lifts Esther out of the baby sling and carefully adjusts her so Nancy can see her onesie, a little royal blue one with “my first Hanukkah” on it in gold, sparkly lettering. She bites back a sob, remembering how she’d cried over Esther never getting to wear it when they’d missed her due date. Her baby girl looks adorable in it, a tiny velcro bow in her dark curls that matches. Her sleepy eyes are open, blue irises, and she smacks her lips and lets out a little sound.

“Say hi, Mama,” Eddie coos, waving their daughter’s little arm, “Chag Sameach!”

Nancy is in tears now, Wayne smoothing the blankets over her legs and helping her lean back against her pillows before taking a seat in one of the chairs in her hospital room. Esther lets out a slightly sharper cry and Eddie walks over to the bed and slips onto the edge, passing their baby over to her. Esther nestles her little head against Nancy’s chest and starts nursing contentedly. It’s almost surreal, feeling her weight.

“You look beautiful,” Eddie murmurs, taking the plate of latkes and cutting her off a bite, offering the fork. Nancy lets him feed her since her hands are occupied with a happily eating newborn, but makes a face at him for telling her she’s pretty.

“I can’t shower because I got cut open, I’m in a diaper because there’s like 9 months of periods coming out of me, I’m sweaty, and you watched me throw up like three times today,” she grumbles, taking another bite of latke, “and then watched them lift a gooey, bloody, screaming creature out of me.”

“Esther, tell your mama she’s beautiful,” Eddie murmurs. Esther just smacks her lips and keeps eating, but she does clutch at one of Eddie’s pinkies with a chubby fist. Nancy adjusts herself so she can lean against Eddie’s bare chest, snuggling into his warmth as Esther finishes eating and blinks up at Nancy, milk drunk.

“Come ‘ere,” Eddie says, then gets farther onto the bed and under the blankets with her, scooping Nancy into his lap and throwing a burp cloth over her shoulder. Esther snuggles down against her once her belly is full and she’s comfortable, long lashes fluttering closed against her pink cheeks. Nancy finishes eating cradled in Eddie’s lap, her infant sleeping happily on her chest. Esther’s hair is downy soft when she runs her fingers through it, her skin warm. Nancy feels her eyes start to get heavy.

“Why don’t we do the menorah,” Eddie murmurs into her sweaty ponytail, “and then I brought you your present.”

“Oh,” She slurs into Esther’s scalp, “I forgot yours.”

“Baby,” Eddie says, quirking an eyebrow at her, “You just gave birth to the best Hanukkah present I could ever want.” He punctuates his statement by dragging a tattooed finger down Esther’s tiny nose and over the bow of her rosebud mouth. Esther’s little face wrinkles, and she nuzzles against Nancy’s half naked chest.

“She is pretty great,” Nancy mumbles. Her head falls back against Eddie’s collarbone and she presses her cheek against where her name is tattooed above his heart.

“Don’t think I can get up to get the menorah,” Nancy murmurs after a few seconds, “It’s starting to hurt.”

“You’re about due for more pain meds, motek,” Wayne says, “You want me to get a nurse?”

Nancy shakes her head tiredly, sinking further into Eddie’s warmth and under her covers. Eddie gently adjusts the baby so that he’s got one big hand splayed across her tiny back.

“I’ll do the bulb,” Wayne offers, standing from his chair and popping his spine, “And we can all do the prayer, huh?”

Nancy starts to pray and tries to keep up, but after about three words she just closes her eyes and lets the rhythm of Eddie and Wayne’s smooth Hebrew flow over her. Esther makes a cooing sound and wiggles a bit but Nancy is just so tired-

“Why don’t we go see Saba, E? Nance, can Wayne take the baby?”

Nancy nods, pries her eyes open enough to watch Wayne scoop Esther out of Eddie’s arms. Esther wriggles a little, clenching a tiny hand around the chain of Wayne’s Magen David.

“Soon you’ll have one too, bubbeleh,” Wayne tells her, eyes tearing up as he looks into her face. Nancy grins.

“We can do your present tomorrow,” Eddie offers, adjusting so they’re mostly laying down in her bed. Nancy shakes her head. She can hear Wayne talking quietly to Esther in Hebrew, tilts her head so she can see the delicate way he cradles his granddaughter to his chest in his chair. Esther’s eyes are open, cloudy newborn blue locked on Wayne’s rugged face.

Her hands tremble as she tries to slip the paper off the tiny box Eddie hands her, cuddling ever closer to him in her fatigue. Eddie brushes a hand over her hair and helps her tear the tape off the box, wads up the paper and puts it on the bedside table. Eddie opens the box for her and Nancy just stares.

It’s a pendant shaped like a mother and child, delicate silver with a blue topaz set in the middle. She’s almost scared to touch it, fingers tracing the tiny baby’s head.

“Eddie-”

“I was going to give you this on the last night,” he says into her hair, throat thick with tears, “But then Esther decided to make her appearance and I thought-”

“It’s beautiful,” she sniffles, “Please put it on me.”

Eddie has to lift her head for her, cradling it in a more upright position against his throat so he can loop the necklace around her throat and do up the clasp. It’s cool against her skin, settling delicately on her sternum.

“I got it on Etsy,” he says, “I know you love that small business stuff.”

“Don’t knock Etsy,” Nancy says, “S’where I got your pants.” Eddie helps her lay down completely, curving himself around her body and propping his head on one tattooed hand. He’s warm, still bare chested, and he’s looking down at her with the most dopey expression on his face. She loves him so much. She loves the baby they made together so much. She’s so tired. Nancy lets her eyes fall shut.

Wayne starts to sing across the room to the baby, something in Hebrew Nancy only recognizes from her and Eddie’s wedding. Eddie joins in, chest rumbling under her head. She listens to them finish up the song.

“That’s the Shehecheyanu, bubbeleh. We're singing it to welcome a little miracle into the world.”

“You can sleep,” her husband murmurs, once he and Wayne fall silent, “We’ve got E, and I can tell you’re exhausted, baby.”

“Don’t wanna miss time with the baby,” she slurs. She’s not sure how much of what she says makes sense, but Eddie just kisses the bridge of her nose and starts rubbing her back.

“S’cheating,” she mumbles, but she’s already falling asleep. Wayne is talking to the baby again, and Nancy just can’t stay awake anymore.

“I’m so proud of you,” she hears Eddie murmur as she drifts into sleep, “And I love you so much.”

#Edancyweek2022 #Eddie Munson #Nancy Wheeler #hanukkah #Edancy #Cecilia writes

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magpie-to-the-morning · 1 year

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Hello there, love. For the weird asks I'm literally throwing dice. So if it lands on a question you don't wanna answer, I won't be offended if you pass on it!!!

Thank you, sweet pea! And I love that method for picking questions.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

There's a breakfast place near my grandparents that does this INCREDIBLE cheesy latke pie thing. Like yes, I DO want a golden brown slab of crispy fried potato and onion shreds with a bit of cheese holding them together, thank youuuuu.

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

Sled, which I haven't done in decades but should really find a way to do again.

30. places that you find sacred?

Movie theaters.

#Emma loves Adira #Ask games

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anxietywriter · 1 year

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holiday prompts!

once read the softest fucking fic about a pairing making latkes (they're like potato pancakes) together and my heart,,, anyways just a bunch of prompts based on what i know abt hanukkah and christmas but can also be applicable to any other holiday if there's any overlaps <]:)

flashback to what was written five seconds ago, the most domestic fluff about a pairing or found family making food for the holiday together, not something super elaborate like thanksgiving dinners, but more homey comfort food

love the different ways people choose to pass the time together during the holidays, like watching a seasonal movie or playing games games together with ridiculous costumes that fit the holiday (a 'sexy' dreidal costume exists and i love that)

mistletoe fic is so cheesy but so so good, love when one character is really shy and goes in for a quick peck while the other hums for a bit and encourages them to do more

last minute gift shopping or that frantic feeling of ordering something online as a present and just hoping or calculating that it gets delivered on time

not really a hanukah thing but i keep seeing tiktoks of jewish peeps looking at hanukkah-themed toys and stuff at large retail stores and making fun of how bad it is, just absolutely tearing apart everything wrong with the product and how it does/doesn't relate to hanukah (i find it amusing and informative lol)

the struggle of wrapping gifts, scraps of excess paper on the floor, somehow someone got tape in their hair, the gift looks a little lumpy, the gift is not in a box making it somewhat harder to wrap nicely

hiding gifts until the day before they're gifted or until they're wrapped, shenanigans as the giftee tries to find where the gift is hidden

angst fic about being unable to afford a nice gift and the anxiety of picking out something that they'd want or need while still being in budget, especially if the person they're buying for is more financially well off or they're not a gift person

reverse-ish, where the giftee is into so many different fandoms and loves so many trinkets and junk and stuff, to the point where the gifter struggles to settle on one 'best' gift

love it when found families get together and interact, the excitement for the gifts and quality time and food, the peace because they've been through so much together they deserve rest, just them being happy and healing

christmas specific and again, common trope, but secret santa! love when there's meddling to rig the secret santa, the scrambling for a gift, the wooing potential, the dramatic reveal, the anxiety, the happy ending, mwah

decorating for the holidays and it really is a team effort, but by the end it looks nice and all you can do is admire it, even if it's only the bare minimum inside decorations because hey! it makes you happy :3

gotta say that i love snow shenanigans, but as someone who has never seen snow, i love the hilarity of people being able to go out swimming, wear shorts or croptops or hawaiian shirts, and just hanging out because it doesn't get that cold and when it does it's usually mid to late december (it does however, get cold enough to hail sometimes)

love how soft people look when they dress up for the winter like the fluffy sweaters that kind of just swallow them, damn, the lovely soft scarves, damn, the cutest beanies, damn, and like they just look so huggable

#writing prompts #prompt list #story prompts #i don't know a bunch about hanukkah #so if there's any traditions #feel free to share bc would love to read about it and see fics about it #my lil heart would be like '!!! i know that'

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foodreceipe · 1 year

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How To Make Classic Latkes: The Easiest, Simplest Method A recipe for beginners and experts alike. The Kitchn - Patty Catalano

Every Jewish family has a different take on latkes. Some are flat and lacy, while others are thick with substantial chew. The beauty of this food is in its near inability to be bad. After all, we are talking about potatoes crisped up in fat. If you can achieve that, any recipe is sure to be delicious.

After testing five classic latke recipes, I determined the essential ingredients and have culled the cleverest techniques to bring you this very recipe. The result is a straightforward technique serving up latkes that shatter when you bite into them, revealing a creamy potato- and onion-packed pocket. This recipe is great for first-time latke makers seeking a vehicle for applesauce and sour cream, but even if you’re a latke-making expert, this recipe still might help you out with a trick or two. Here’s how to make classic latkes.

The Secret for Better Latkes: Oil and Chicken Schmaltz

The most important element of latkes, symbolically and culinarily, might not be the type of potatoes or which binder you choose. Rather, it is the oil in which these Jewish potato pancakes fry. Whether you use chicken schmaltz, a neutral frying oil like peanut or canola, or olive oil, the oil is what makes it meaningful for this time of year.

--- https://getpocket.com/explore/item/how-to-make-classic-latkes-the-easiest-simplest-method?utm_source=pocket-newtab