Kosher Eucharist / יוקאריסט כשר

and I managed to have the most awkward toilet-related experience since an unfortunate incident in Florida. (Look, if you’re going to have a bidet, you should label it, in big red letters, BIDET, all right? Just a sign that says THIS IS A BIDET so no one is misled.)

So Mikeleh and I are somewhere in Jerusalem, and we go into a coffee shop to use the can. There are two doors, and each has a kind of ambiguous person-shape on it. So Mikeleh goes into one. I realize that he went into the women’s room, so I assume there was some reason, so I wait outside for someone to come out of the men’s room. After a while, I try the door, and open it to reveal an attractive young woman fixing her clothing.

I retreat.

She leaves, and I go into what may or may not be the men’s room, “settle,” and someone immediately opens the door.

Sigh.