For a guy who went to cateschism every Saturday as a kid, I feel as if latkes have been a part of my life forever. Although I didn't know a latke from a lollipop until I moved to New York, I have been making up for lost latkes ever since. Instead of making individual pancakes, I often make a ginormous latke, filled with sauteed leeks. Serve it with sour cream and applesauce, or with grilled chicken sausage. The flipping is a little daunting, but you'll get the hang of it.