I'd settle for a guy that just liked bagels.
Whether he's a goy or a member of the tribe, slipping those little gems into our conversation belies a sort of wry, anachronistic, twinkle-in-the-eye charm and a cursory cultural awareness that makes me a little weak in the knees.
So keep on keepin' on, boys. You're making this shiksa all verklempt.
July 13, 2010
From our reader Whitney, who is meshuggeneh about liking guys that drop Yiddish phrases: