Each generation can only try to make fewer mistakes than the last. I never thought I had a type, but I had also never dated anyone who wasn't white before I met my current girlfriend.
When I first saw her (and her smile), I was smitten.
And there was a comfort and an instant ease that I'd never experienced before.
I don't remember thinking about the possible issues we could face as an interracial couple or from the fact that I would be a Jewish woman from New Jersey dating a Bangladesh-born, Queens-raised Muslim woman.
I had asked a friend who lived in Chicago if we could crash with his family. This friend was Mexican-American and came from a middle-class family.
He directed us to a hotel where he had already made a reservation.
He started singing and I envisioned my Hebrew school teacher Mr. I asked him what he likes about Jewish guys and the answer, of course, didn't surprise me: "Oh, it's their beards for sure.
Love their noses too." I quickly chugged the rest of my beer so the date could be over.
I'm Hispanic and dated an Italian girl from college a few years ago. Her mom was sweet and I always felt like she had my back and made an effort to get to know me, but my girlfriend's dad definitely gave off the "you're not good enough for my daughter" vibe.
Actually, I stopped by their house before our second date and he thought I was just her friend and we had a blast, chatting and laughing and watching sports while she got ready.