The story of how Sara and Jonathan first met is an elaborate series of coincidences, misunderstandings, and meet- cutes where if even one thing had happened differently, we would have missed out on true love forever. It's the kind of romantic narrative that usually takes exactly 90 minutes to tell, and we promise not to leave out a single detail, so here it goes: we met on JSwipe.

Sara and Jonathan were attending the screening/not recording of a Jenny Slate podcast (conceptually insane), and Sara noticed something in a plastic bag Jonathan was carrying. Reaching for it, Sara pulled out a gift he intended to give her later, a custom made pair of socks, with a pattern featuring engagement rings alongside Jonathan and Sara's faces. "Are you proposing to me?" Sara asked. Jonathan pondered the question for a few moments before deciding he wasn't.

Sara and Jonathan traveled to New Orleans for the baby naming of his brother Michael's second born, Eva. Walking back from the service, on the shores of the scenic Lake Pontchartrain, during a lull in the conversation about how that week's parsha was homophobic, Jonathan saw his opportunity and popped the big question. "Michael, will you marry me?" And that's the story about how Rabbi Michael Cohen came to officiate at our wedding.

Mostly to bankrupt our mothers but also... we love each other!