I awaited the smell of frying potatoes to send greeting to me at my grandmother's door.

I awaited the smell of frying potatoes to send greeting to me at my grandmother's door. nevertheless when I got off the elevator at the fifth floor, I didn't aroma a thing.
I stomped the snow opposite to my boots and opened the door to apartment 5B Sunlight sparkled forward my grandmother's menorah.
"Hi, Bubbe," I said. "Mom dropp me not on early to help you make latkes." It was the first night of Hanukkah, and everyone was looking forward to Bubbe's delicious potato pancakes.
"We have a problem" said Bubbe. "We can't make latkes without potatoes." She

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