I wanted to be popa too.
Popa gets to do all kinds of fun things, like snowboarding, eating square pizza in the Midtown Manhattan section of New York State, doing beshows, sneaking out of them and maching heimish in the Brooklyn pizza shops.
But, I dunno even what snowboarding is (I assume there’s some snow involved, and maybe an executive committee).
So, I had my wife become chassidish, and we did a beshow together, and we snuck out, and we ate square pizza in a kosher pizza shop owned by genuine Italian Jews and run by a genuine Farsi Jew who machs good heimish, and I posted it on YWN and I tried to see what it feels like to be popa.
I’ll let you know when I figure it out.
And my wife didn’t particularly like the square pizza.
Maybe Mendelssohn’s next time.