I’ve never had latkes for Pasover; we usually just have them on Channukah. I guess if you make them without flour, though, there’s no reason not to, so what the heck!
Two things a Passover Seder shall never be without: Macaroons and candy fruit slices.
I need this recipe now.
I’ll make the chicken soup. In fact, I’ll be making the chicken soup tomorrow too. 
I’ll toss in some matzo balls for good measure, just cause I like y’all so very much.
My family NEVER has more than 50% Jews at our seders… and we’re having 20 people this year.
For cookbooks, I recommend Sephardic Flavors by Joyce Goldstein. My dad makes the sweet & sour artichokes every year and they just disappear.
You guys can also use the glitter-spangled matzo cover I made when I was 5. 
Does cornstarch count as flour? If so, I guess I’m not bringing them!
Cornstarch is not kosher for Passover.
I hope everyone has fun but I’m off to my seder Whatever you do, don’t have the “long seder”. 
“Why is this night different from all other nights?”
Ooh - I’ll whip up a batch of Potato/Mushroom Croquettes for this!
I’m thrilled for this thread - no Seder IRL for me this year; my husband isn’t home this week, (nor is he Jewish, come to think of it) nor could I make the trip back east to be with my family, nor do I have many Jewish friends here. 
This is probably going to be much better than if I’d have gone home, anyhow.
I also NEED the Matza-Skor recipe. Please please please.
I’ll wash. Oh, and I’m also willing to make the supreme sacrifice and do some tasting - always ready to help out a cook!
Can you even imagine?? Matzoh Skor bars??? I’m verkempt.
The sun has crested the horizon here in the East and so the sacred tradition has once again begun. Me, I’m eyeing my egg and charoses eagerly, waiting for the right moments. I’m guessing my Aunt went a bit heavy on the red wine this year, I can smell it wafting up from my small dollop of “Mortar”. ( And hey, what’s WITH that?? Why do I always have to beg for more charoses? Maybe I’m a lousy mason. I need extra !!! )
The table is lovely, the cloth is from the great-grandparents from the Old Country. ( Whichever country is your Old Country of choice. Woody Allen once said,
The tall tapers are glowing and the room is crammed with friends and family. Small kids are already conspiring gleefully in sotto vocce, figuring out how to steal the Afikomen and claim their Due.
What perseverence. What suffering. What patience. Religious or skeptical, the night holds magical history before us, to be appreciated and remembered.
I’m remembering many people this night, as we sit around our Virtual Seder table and laugh, tell the stories, debate the finer interpretations of the Haggadah and munch matzoh and sip wine and set the rest of the world aside from this evening.
All are welcome. All are fed. All are taught. Some are inebriated… 
The room is filled with love and laughter.