What fun we had making waffletators — hash brown potatoes seasoned with onion and augmented with a little cheddar cheese, a dribble of vegetable oil, cooked in a waffle maker. They brown up in a jiffy, have a terrific crunchy exterior and satisfy that craving for something deep fried only without the mess of a pot of oil smoking up the kitchen and, in my case at least, fogging my glasses with a fine mist of grease. My niece gave me a present at Christmas of a new waffle iron, and she was the one who dreamed up the possibility of making something like a potato latke in it.