Conundrums of a Half-Jew - a humorous romp through religious ambivalence. Polish/Jewish mom; Italian/Catholic dad. I was a religious mutt - a matzo brie pizza; a blintz marinara; a bagel and lox trapped inside a spaghetti and meatballs body. I needed an identity. I could have become: a) A Jew, invoking the very popular, and all-inclusive, 'if your mother is a Jew' rule; b) A Catholic, ignoring the above-mentioned rule; or, c) A half Jew/half Cath, Jewolic, straddling both religions, favoring the one that was most advantageous at the time. I straddled for most of my youth. I was a Jew...