He swiped right. I swiped right. And the rest went down in JSwipe history.

Except that there’s a whole bunch that happens after that.

As someone who wrote a poem once titled “Why It Sucks to be Jewish at Christmas Time” - I think I would have been voted most likely to marry a goy.

But I met Z and I fell in love.

And now I keep a kosher kitchen.

But still sometimes bring dairy cupcakes to a meat meal. And never remember the order of prayers on Hanukkah. I also occasionally walk into the men’s side of shul.

I have zero idea what I’m doing 85% of the time. So just gonna use this site to laugh at myself and hopefully get some sound advice.



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