What I love about the Jewish people, is the sheer amount of honesty.
I may not be Jewish, but my friendship with them makes me love myself.
Eitan: hey look at this... I'll translate to you, the joke my friend in Israel sent me
The man is a politician and the woman is a prostitute.
The man said: I'm a politician and I'm honest.
The woman said: I'm a prostitute and I'm a virgin.
Both laugh excessively loud at a Starbucks in Manila
Eitan: this is probably we are single... no one is honest.
Both sighs.
Both reaches for the cup of tea.
Eitan reaches for his bag, and pulls something from it.
"Do you want some biscuits from Holy Land?"
Maria: as a lapsed Catholic turned Protestant turned atheist, almost converted to Judaism. And returned to Christian heritage... I would think of this as a... more holy than pope biscuits.
Eitan: nah, it's only made in Israel by immigrants.
Maria: sure, if this is the only thing we can do.
Eat biscuits, holding back tears on both sides of the table.
Eitan: you saw me here the other night right?
Maria: with a woman...
Eitan: she's a hooker I know, but I dismissed her.
Maria: sure you did.
Eitan: she approached me.
Maria: sure she did.
Eitan: we have chemistry.
Maria: of course we do.
Eitan: but I care much about your happiness, don't want to hurt you.
Maria: I'm ordering cake. I've read this poetry before.
Eitan: oh, wait... I have Halva.
Maria: that will do.
Wait. Halvas are too sweet, it is fattening.
Eitan: so? We are both single and world-weary.
Maria: sound! *nods*
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Tea Drinking BFFs
Non-FictionDaily anecdote of a shiksa (non-Jewish woman) writer who is best friends with an Isreali Jewish man. The older brother she wishes to have. The younger sister he wishes to have. Separated by faith, and ethnicity... but best of friends over the same...
