Basically, this book is only useful if the Jewish man in question is a living breathing Awful and completely inaccurate.
As a Jew, I would not recommend this to any shiksa for reading.
Mixed couples won't necessarily perpetuate the traditions and beliefs that bind Jewish society together.
In fact, children to a non-Jewish mother aren't Jewish themselves by religious law.
Typically, shiksas represent the exotic outsider to the insular Jewish community.
I have no idea how the author managed to date and know so many Jews and yet still get so much wrong.
All she does is perpetuate and encourage stereotypes, instead of being practical and realistic.
“Throughout recent history, the sexual heroes have been the Clark Gables, Humphrey Bogarts, Gregory Pecks, Robert Redfords,” reads the foreword of the book, which I have on loan from a friend’s personal irony library. It’s divided into subsections (“The Jewish Man and Things,” “When He Takes You Home for Dinner”), each of which contains a list of observations on the topic, usually starting with “he” (“He folds, never crumples, the paper”).
“Now, today, the Elliot Goulds, George Segals, Dustin Hoffmans herald the beginning of a new super sex star: the Jewish man.” It’s basically a humor book (we’ll get to that), but the core premise—we heart Jewish men, warts and all—is not winking or sarcastic; it’s entirely serious. Some are straightforward (“He uses hand lotion”); some have embellishments that make them less unfunny than they could be (“He has never washed his own clothes [even in the Army]”); some achieve the spare, abstruse genius of a Zen koan (“He is aged 30 to 55 whether he is or he isn’t”).