Since the Rabbi, I've added a few more Jews to my dating log, but none of them made the cut (no matter how hard I wished that they did). I guess they really don't make them like my dad anymore. Of course, it's easy to idealize a man you don't even remember isn't it?
For the record, Wine Guy is not Jewish, but he meets my alternate religion qualification - he's "nothing." (I elaborate on my religion and other "deal breakers" here if you are interested.) And as I learned during our visit to his parents' home over Christmas, they are convinced they have some Jewish roots in their family and, therefore, are intrigued by every Jewish person they meet. At first I was concerned by there amazed stares when I told his parents I was Jewish. But then his dad started gushing about his love for "the Jewish people." He even uttered the infamous statement "Many of my friends are Jewish." I chose to think it was sweet. What else could I do?