My name is Shlomi. Some people like to spell it the "German" way (Schlomi) and I’ve grown tired of correcting them when that happens.
I am gluten intolerant yet have a tattoo of a loaf of bread on my bicep.
Best part of my day is seeing my two year old son when he wakes up in the morning.
Dad jokes are, unfortunately, my specialty.
I am a hopeless optimist (best oxymoron out there).
My idea of a great party is good company regardless of the location.
I believe that people are equal and should be treated as such.
Photo by: Cal Pinkney