Guest blogger Jay Firestone:
For the second Christmas Eve in a row, I've had the privilege of attending the famous San Francisco Jewish singles dance, known only as The Latke Ball. Hosted by Young Adults Division of The Jewish Community Federation of San Francisco, this year's dance saw over 1200 in attendance. And when you are a young guy, with a full head of hair and a waistline line that does not reflect decades of devouring chocolate babka, it is truly an amazing (and highly rewarding) experience.
Contrary to a Bar Mitzvah party, where you would see your aunts and second cousins drinking and dancing to the Macarena, The Latke Ball was home to cute younger women with dance moves not quite shul appropriate, though sure to inspire a few blessings in disguise.
I met a few girls, chatted with them, exchanged numbers and soon after dismissing myself from the painfully boring conversation, deleted those numbers.
But I forced myself out on the dance floor and enjoyed the rest of the night. I was on a mission – to find a mate for the evening.
I can’t go into further detail, nor will I reveal any possibly incriminating stories.
All I will say is that later on in the evening, I ran into an old fraternity brother of mine that I hadn not seen in a few years. I introduced him to a group of girls. Minutes later, he was locked in a passionate make-out session with one of the lucky ladies.
A vicarious success.
We welcome your feedback.
Your information will not be shared or sold without your consent. Get all the details.
Terms of Service
JewishJournal.com has rules for its commenting community.Get all the details.
JewishJournal.com reserves the right to use your comment in our weekly print publication.