Every week, I would get a call from my Grand pop asking me if I went to the Hillel yet. The Hillel is the Jewish organization on campus that meets every Friday night for Shabbat. My Grand pop really wants me to continue practicing Judaism; this means only dating Jewish girls and going to Hillel every Friday. I haven't been doing either.
Since my Grand pop has a huge beer belly, I have been bugging him to hit the gym for the past year. Unfortunately, he has been as stubborn as I am about going to the Hillel. To solve both problems, I made a deal with him. I'd go to the Hillel if he went to the gym, which he agreed to in a heartbeat.
That Friday, I went to the Hillel for a Shabbat dinner. Overall, it was better than I expected. I enjoyed the Friday night prayers, and liked the people I sat with. However, I was a bit disappointed with the food. For dinner, I was expecting some traditional Jewish food, like matzoh ball soup, and a roast chicken. However, we had a Mexican themed dinner: tortillas and chicken. The food wasn't bad, but it wasn't what I was craving. Either way, it was a great experience, and hope to go again!
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