Eight years ago, Jerusalem, where I met Yehoram, was my (temporary) home for a few months. Yehoram and his family invited me and a friend for shabbos. Yehoram is a jolly man, we received a very warm welcome from his family and shared a wonderful evening. Towards the end of the dinner he looked at us and declared that my friend and I were good together and we should get married! Whallah. Fun fact, he was right, we are good together and we’ve been together ever since.