romance

How Jeremy Met Wendy

A trip to Israel created 'sparks' for St. Louis couple as they were drawn to the holy land, and each other.

05/01/2013
Jewish Week Online Columnist

The trip was about kesher (connection) – people meeting people. But it came as a surprise when Wendy Rosenblum and Jeremy Lieb discovered each other – romantically.  They knew each other before the trip. They were colleagues in the St. Louis Jewish Federation. Wendy was assistant director of development, and Jeremy was a development associate.

“I got lucky when they asked me to lead this trip,” says Wendy, a local St. Louisan. “Another person had the assignment but she had to cancel. Though I had just 10 days to prepare, I was thrilled to step in. I had been to Israel eight times before, but I really wanted to lead the Rubin Israel Experience.”

Federation philanthropists played cupid for Wendy Rosenblum and Jeremy Lieb.

How John Met Jen

11/05/2012
Jewish Week Online Columnist

“I had to make sure that she was converting for herself, and not for me,” says John Newmark. Jen says: “I fell in love with both the man and his faith.”

John, a St. Louis grant writer by day, spends much of his free time on penning science fiction and poetry. He performs at poetry slams under the stage name Gavroche. For the constructive criticism and the friendship, he has belonged for more than a decade to WUTA (Writers Under the Arch).

John Newmark and Jen Wallace, married Aug. 22, 2012.

How Yishai Met Tal

09/04/2012
Jewish Week Online Columnist

Yishai Fried agrees with the words of author Mark Twain: “There ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.”  Yishai fell in love with Tal Pertzelan while they were traveling in Mongolia.

They didn’t come to Mongolia together as a couple.  Yishai, one of those Israelis who travels a lot, had come to Mongolia in May 2008 via the Trans-Siberian Railway. “Though I often travel alone, it’s not really possible in Mongolia,” says Yishai.

Tal and Yishai.

Tu B'What?

“It’s Tu B’Av tonight,” I say casually to my friends, waiting for them to bite.

“It’s what?”

“Oh, Tu B’Av,” I say, my inner hipster breaking free. “It’s a pretty obscure Jewish holiday. You’ve probably never heard of it.”

“What is it?”

“Well, it’s like Valentine’s Day, only better.”

“What do you do?”

“Um...”

Oh, wait, was that today?

Love Advice on the New Jersey Transit

I didn’t mean to tell the lady sitting across from me on the NJ Transit to Newark Airport my whole love story, but maybe that’s what happened.

All I said was I was headed back to Israel and perhaps mentioned that I came to New York to test out a romance.

And, well, is it my fault that when I told her how I had spent a lovely and intense five days with a certain someone, that even though it was very sweet and nice, in the end he could not tell me whether he felt we should continue.

Mirror Mirror: When it Comes to Love, Do Looks Count?

I was playing the matchmaker, in an indirect sort of way.

That's why I brought a close friend along to dinner with a lovely couple I like so much I always want to give them a standing ovation.  I figured they might know a fabulous man for my fabulous friend.

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