We have an amazing Israeli restaurant close by, which I initially thought was Arabic. The food is so good, I decide it’s a great place for a family celebration. We arrive and half the restaurant is speaking Hebrew, I think of the food and pretend everyone is possibly anti Zionist. My daughter arrives late and makes a grand entrance wearing the loudest anti Zionist, pro Palestinian T-shirt you can imagine … things sorta went downhill
Hahaha. Your daughter may be crazy but I like her.