A.M. • Los Angeles, CA
I had this professor of Modern Middle East history who would occasionally host class at his apartment and serve pizza. For a class of 10 he ordered two pies—one pepperoni and one cheese. As a group of Middle Eastern historians, all but one were Jewish or Muslim, and all would refrain from eating the pepperoni pie week after week. Having to share the cheese pie among so many students, we looked longingly at it and hardly ate our fill, while the one lone non-Jew/non-Muslim pigged out on the pepperoni. We would wonder whether our professor, who was aware of our religious backgrounds, would get the hint for future weeks that practically none of us were eating the pepperoni pie. Alas, it was not to be. I learned to eat dinner before all subsequent meetings.