Oh, how I miss my father’s potato pancakes! This man made many wonderful foods when we were growing up. If only I could turn back time.
A short list of my favorites were:
Potato pancakes, shortbread cookies, hash browns, peanut butter and cheese sandwiches.
I know you may be thinking, these foods are so simple, what’s the big deal? Well, food allergies. That’s the big deal.
However, I have substituted certain ingredients and it’s simply not the same, unfortunately. I have mastered his hash browns to the perfect crispy consistency throughout. This morning I attempted potato pancakes from leftovers. I can’t have eggs, nor regular flour. However I did have patience and I needed it! A quarter cup of rice flour, a hot oiled pan and a big prayer for patience.
Just as in 2 Chronicles 15:7, “But as for you, be strong and do not give up, for your work will be rewarded”.
I have been trying to master my father’s potato pancakes for years but they never turned out. This morning was different. Despite the ingredients not being the same, I was patient. And it paid off. They weren’t perfect, and they were thinner than his, but in that very moment, the color is what captured the essence of my father. Perfectly golden brown. I know he looked over me and smiled. I could have cried. I did cry!
Just remember, never give up no matter what you are striving for! Remember God and practice patience because you will be rewarded.
And they were delicious!