At my college, the annual Latke-Hamantaschen debate drew standing-room only crowds. Each year, two popular philosophy professors held forth on the relative merits of these holiday foods so central to Jewish tradition.
At the time, I found the debate comical (it was intentionally lighthearted and funny), but mostly rhetorical. After all, it was obvious to me that hamantaschen were far superior. With tender, triangular pastry and sweet, peekaboo fillings, hamantaschen won my heart in a way greasy fried latkes never could.