Hmm… It may be more accurate to refer to them as pancakes. I loved the batter so much that I used a little more than a fritter would require. Additionally, I didn’t technically fry it; I “pan-fried” it with a little bit of oil. But I love the sound of the word “fritter.” Naming conundrum aside, I love the crispiness of the edges and the softness of the filling.
I made this for my little brother when our families got together for Thanksgiving a couple of years ago. I wasn’t too happy with the results, because my mom’s electric stove top made it impossible for me to control the temperature; I don’t care that it can boil water in 60 seconds, I like my gas stove top. But my little brother loved it. He thought it was ridiculous I wasn’t happy with it. And he gobbled it up topped with ice cream. Looking at him, he was still my chubby-cheeked little brother who was eagerly satisfying his sweet tooth. But there was a marked difference; he had a little chubby-cheeked toddler of his own sitting on his lap satisfying her own sweet tooth. When I look at her face, I see my little brother in her eyes and her smile. And it makes my heart full.
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