The Great Latke-Hamentashen Debate Joe Yank '15

On Wednesday, March 18th, Washington and Lee Hillel hosted the annual Latke-Hamentashen Debate. In one of the most spirited battles in the event's history, the youthful Professor T.J. Tallie and Dean Tammy Futrell squared off against the venerable Professor Larry Boetsch and Professor Tyler Lorig. It became a battle of generations as well as of food.

Boetsch led off the debate for Team Latke following an introduction from his head coach, Shlomo Honig (`18). He engaged in fierce posturing in an attempt to intimidate his opponents before taking the audience through the history of this epic debate, as it played out in Spanish literature. He then reminded Tallie and Futrell that this was a cutthroat competition and that they should return to the kiddie table.

Team Hamentashen, coached by Jordan Goldstein (`18), injected the event with a new energy, as Tallie and Futrell opted to take the podium together. As a single, terrifyingly-unstoppable unit, they mused on the diversity of the hamentash, showing off the variety of flavors, both savory and sweet, of the Purim treat. They then signed off with a flourish, calling themselves Milk Chocolate Hamentash and Brown Sugar Hamentash.

Lorig charged in with a bold strategy, challenging Team Hamentashen on their supposedly superior diversity. He reminded the audience that the hamentash represents uniformity, as misshapen hamentashen are cast away. The latke, he argued, comes in all different shapes and sizes. The latke also goes well with other foods, unlike the lonely hamentash.

Finally, the moment of truth arrived, and the audience's applause decided the winner. By a narrow margin, Team Hamentashen carried the day.

Some in attendance called into question the judge's decision, casting a shadow of doubt over the result. Security quickly ushered the judge off to a safe location, and after a delicious meal of, you guessed it, latkes and hamentashen, most people in attendance could agree that the result did not matter, so long as no one skipped ahead in the buffet line.