I met a man I loved -– his name is Ben and he happens to be a Modern Orthodox Jew.
I kept waiting for my husband to take charge of the whole "raising the kids Jewish" thing. This was his realm, but it felt up to me.
Participation in Kreplach making -- tiny gift pockets of meat and onions in dough -- was not optional, but also not without its appeal. The promise of eating Kreplach that broke in the cooking process kept my brother and I in indentured kitchen servitude throughout our youth.
how not to be a dick
Just because I am Jewish does not mean I have this insane craving for bagels all the time. It’s not like I am a bagel-vampire and to live I must have blood-enhanced bagels or I will start killing townspeople.
How is it possible to marry someone without a test drive of ye olde chemistry? What if he turned out to be a slobbery kisser and a dead fish, and I was stuck with him for life?
When you slam Orthodox Jews because you think you're defending or somehow liberating the women of our communities, you're actually doing us a huge disservice.

May 22, 2012 at 1:00pm | 1232 comments