Title: Fluff, fluff, fluff
Product review: I was extremely disappointed by this book. Rather than a complex exploration of a generation ("Generation J") of Jews who are searching for what it means to be Jewish in the postmodern world, this book is a rather fluffy and trite exploration of one woman's rather shallow search for how she could be a Jew without having to be Jewish. In this facile work, she ends up where she started because it wasn't a search at all. Perhaps her editors just saddled her with inappropriate marketing and a bad title. Something like "How I Stayed Jewish Without Feeling Too Bad About It" would have been more appropriate.
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