My friend, Ben, gave me a box of Yehuda Matzos for passover. I felt bad that I had forgotten to buy him a passover gift and I didn't have the heart to tell him that I'm not jewish. Really, Triscuits would've been fine. But Ben likes to show off by buying authentic Yehuda Matzos imported from Jerusalem. He spoils me.
I ate one. It didn't taste very good but it was edible if I chased each bite with a swig of beer. Current Mood: hellbound