I was quite taken aback, not being used to such blunt sentiments.
"There are ten people I can call right now in this neighborhood," she said.
Ten! Here in Pico-Robertson? Here in the bastion of Modern Orthodoxy. A minyan to meet her voracious needs?
This minyan would only be a minyan if you counted women.
Oy!
Sometimes I feel like I am the only faithful Jew left.
