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Now we were on a first date because I am a crazy narcissist.
I asked him careful questions about his years in the service and his home country.
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.
Across the table from me was a South Korean guy who had watched videos of me eating KFC during his time serving for his home country's national military.
He had told me that watching my videos made him happy and miss America.
He felt so bad that he said he would pay for a hotel.
I told him he didn't have to do that, but he insisted.
I'm one of those young chosen people who qualify as "Jew-ish" at best."Oh, I have a huge thing for Jewish guys.
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.
It's probably a mix of naïveté and the way infatuation clouds clarity, but throughout our now two-year relationship, race hasn't been an issue for us.
But I guess I do miss the homemade pizza for dinner, if I'm honest.
When I was 15, I started dating this guy who was half Chinese, half Polish, and born in Brazil (what a mix! His dad traveled a lot so I never really got to see him. As soon as his dad met me, he said in broken English, "You can date my son all you want, but he has a wife waiting for him in China so you're wasting your time." I awkwardly smiled, thinking, What the hell did I get myself into?
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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.