You see where this is going? One person talked to another person, who talked to a third, and by the end of the evening, I was the new rabbi.
Well, a couple months later, I was planting in the yard when one of the neighbor ladies walked by. She stopped to talk, and the converstation went something like this:
Nice Neighbor Lady: So, what are you planning on doing for Yom Kippur?Well, when I told this story to some of our Jewish friends in Atlanta, and after they stopped giggling, they gave me a new nickname: Reb Ted*. Heh.
Me (a little confused): Well, we really weren't planning on doing anything.
NNL: Boy, you must really be Reformed.
So Joel and Corey-Jan, and all other jewish readers, Mazel Tov and Happy Hannukkah from Reb Ted and the Borepatch crew.
* When I bake bread, this was originally dubbed "Ted Bread". Now it's "Reb Ted's Ted Bread," especially at Passover. Yeah I know you don't have bread at Passover. Didn't used to. Need to be careful or you get an "oops" like Passover bread or a Santa Dreidel: