My Latvian-born Grandmother made the best potato latkes. She would stand by the stove for what seemed like hours, frying them up in a cast-iron pan for her adoring, hungry family. I’ve modernized the activity by using a food processor instead of a perilous hand grater, and there are times like tonight when I’m making them just for me. Served with dollops of sour cream and applesauce, it’s one of my absolute favorite foods of the year. And I’ve made enough to store some in the freezer to savor for another meal. Wish you could join me!