The Advent 100 Word Challenge: Latkes
Sadly, still behind on reading, but check: another one written.
Again, many thanks for the generous comments.
Latkes
Clamping the tip of his tongue between his teeth, Ryan shook chocolate chips into his batter. Trey grabbed a few, gobbled them.
“They’re for Mom’s Christmas pancakes,” Ryan chided. “Stir, Trey!”
Trey grinned, chewing, and stirred.
“Shit, wha’s that smell?” Dawn slurred, stumbling to the bathroom. “Makes me sick.”
They threw the pancakes away.
Seth bounced excitedly.
“Crispy edges, dude!”
“I know.” Ryan swatted Seth’s hand away from his warming plate. “And stop trying to snitch a bite.”
Sandy sniffed the air as he entered the kitchen.
“Is it?” he demanded.
“Chrismukkah latkes,” Ryan confirmed, and smiled when Sandy beamed.
Again, many thanks for the generous comments.
Latkes
Clamping the tip of his tongue between his teeth, Ryan shook chocolate chips into his batter. Trey grabbed a few, gobbled them.
“They’re for Mom’s Christmas pancakes,” Ryan chided. “Stir, Trey!”
Trey grinned, chewing, and stirred.
“Shit, wha’s that smell?” Dawn slurred, stumbling to the bathroom. “Makes me sick.”
They threw the pancakes away.
Seth bounced excitedly.
“Crispy edges, dude!”
“I know.” Ryan swatted Seth’s hand away from his warming plate. “And stop trying to snitch a bite.”
Sandy sniffed the air as he entered the kitchen.
“Is it?” he demanded.
“Chrismukkah latkes,” Ryan confirmed, and smiled when Sandy beamed.