Sydney kissed her parents, wished them a mazal tov, took the proffered challah, and smiled. She recited the bracha, committed to memory almost at birth, and took a bite of the lucky bread. Her father smiled and spoke again, “Auf simchas” (at celebrations). Then he walked off to shake hands and schmooze with some other guests. Sydney was left alone with her mother.
“So, what’s new?” Goldie eyed her critically, “You look nice. Your dress is a little sexy for this occasion, but you’re here. Tell me, when are you seeing Michael again?”
“We’re getting together next weekend.” Sydney hadn’t worked out all the logistics of their next date yet.
“Good.” Goldie nodded, her chins bobbing up and down, “I want to be eating challah at your son’s bris too, someday.”
“I know Ma,” Sydney looked around hoping to find her sister Esti. Instead, she saw her Aunt Mildred approaching. She was hard to miss.
“Shaindy, I haven’t seen you in how long now? How are you? Busy, such a career girl. Did you see Zolly yet? He always asks about you, you were so close when you were little.”
Sydney and her cousin Zolly had been best friends until they were around twelve years old. Sometime after that Sydney discovered high school and Zolly discovered pot. He was still fun, but somewhat single-minded. He’d made it through college though, became an accountant, gotten married, and even had a baby. Sydney was kept up to date with regular data downloads from her mother. She assumed he’d gotten over his pot habit.
“No, is he here?”
“I just saw him a minute ago,” Mildred scanned the room. “Ah, there he is, see, over there, at the dessert table.”
Sydney looked over to where Mildred was pointing; Zolly was even easier to spot than his mother, given that he was around 6’5 and almost as wide. Sydney extracted herself from her mother and aunt, just as she heard her mother reporting, “Yes, she’s seeing somebody. Very nice, very successful. A bra factory, very big. I don’t know yet what’s gonna be, I don’t like to pressure. That’s not my way….”
“Hey Zolly, it’s been ages.” Sydney reached up to kiss his cheek. As he bent over so she could get closer, Zolly knocked over a plate of cookies and spilled some coffee onto his sports shirt.
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
I’m so glad that Jewrotica is represented here at Jewlicious! It’s bringing voices that need to be heard in the Jewish discussion and Jewish climate environment.
I had a great time deejaying at the Jewrotica event at Columbia University. The live readings were hilarious, informative, and in some cases, deeply moving. I know that I, along with many of my AEPi fraternity brothers, loved being able to connect our Judaism and our sexuality in a way that made all of us feel comfortable and welcome. I look forward to being a part of this again in the future!
My opinion on Jewrotica is: It’s sexy. It’s awesome. It’s Judaism to the next level. It’s what we should all be getting into!
Jewrotica is a great way to ask interesting questions about the interplay between sensuality and Jewish wisdom. Check it out.
You may not tell your mom that you’re going to a live Jewrotica reading (or whatever clever name you will dub these events) but you will tell your friends. However, both would be jealous if they find out that they missed it. I think it will only be a matter of time before Jewrotica helps us reclaim the term “Dirty Jew” the way rap music has done for “The ‘N’ Word.” I know I am now proud to be a Dirty Jew!
While many people fear the “sex talk,” Jewrotica offers an opportunity for writers and audiences to speak about sexuality in a open and safe space. When I attended a Jewrotica reading, I heard stories that reminded me that love takes many forms, and that expressing it is a vital part of who we are as a people.
Bedside Reading with Jewrotica was funny, sexy, and hot all at once. The readings were honest about all kinds of sexuality, but the highlight of the evening was definitely the confessions, written by audience participants. Nobody knew who wrote them, and most were tell-alls that would make your bubbe blush. Unless your bubbe was very, very cool. Then maybe she’d make YOU blush!
Jewrotica is awesome. It expands the mind and for people who were raised with narrow views on sexuality. Whether you are Jewish or not, or in different sects of Judaism like Orthodox, Conservative or Reform, no matter what your background or where you’re from, Jewrotica gets you to see Judaism and how it relates to sexuality in new ways. I really appreciate Ayo being here and helping us learn different ways to connect with our sexuality.
The people behind Jewrotica are quite quality! I have confidence that any project these folks take on will be equally quality.
Jewrotica is something that the community has needed for a long time so that people can actually learn, express and share and have good relationships without having to stumble through life. Check out the site and learn something. Have fun!
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