Normally, when we see a kippah, we feel entitled to assume many other forms of observance—at least, one would suppose, eating kosher food and observing all aspects of the Sabbath. What, then, are we to make when we see a kippah-ed head bent over a hamburger at the local McDonalds?[sic]
A quick survey established that there was one other male not wearing a kippah, so I removed mine. Nobody noticed. The middle-aged man seated next to me showed the customary hospitality Jews demonstrate to strangers, kippah-ed or not.
2000 August 2, chana...@hotmail.com, “What are the chances of meeting someone from SCJ(M) 100 miles from home??...”, in soc.culture.jewish.moderated[1] (Usenet):
As we were loading her stuff in my car, a couple of her classmates came by, and she introduced me to a nice-looking bearded and kippahed man who, upon hearing my name, asked "where have I heard that name?"
2000 August 6, Judith Gordon, “Re: Looking for guidance”, in soc.culture.jewish.moderated[2] (Usenet):
You can even buy these cute little cards from Hallmark for interfaith households with a kippahed and tallited sparrow peeking into a window with a lit channukah menorah in it and in the next window another sparrow with a red hat with white trim fur peeking into a window wih a lit Christmas tree in it.
2002 April 28, Meredith Birch, “Re: Did Jesus break the Law?”, in alt.messianic[3] (Usenet):
I have a special program for my Mac that does it for me. A little kippahed guy pops up and blows a shofar whenever a Jew crosses from one side the other.
2014, Dave Oliphant, “On Visiting NYC”, in The Cowtown Circle: Poems, Austin, TX: Alamo Bay Press, →ISBN, page 111:
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