Only moments after I had finished digesting my delicious post-Pesach pizza, my Blackberry buzzed, indicating that I had received an email. I wiped my palms, greasy from the cheesy delight I had just enjoyed, and read the email. My jaw dropped as I read the article my friend had forwarded to me. A “Yid from England” had written to a site frequented by members of the Chabad community, expressing wonder about why observant Jews find it so necessary to make a mad dash for the pizza stores and bakeries the very moment that they are once again permitted to eat Chametz at the conclusion Pesach.
Op-Ed: The Post-Pesach Pizza Rush – A Response
Only moments after I had finished digesting my delicious post-Pesach pizza, my Blackberry buzzed, indicating that I had received an email. I wiped my palms, greasy from the cheesy delight I had just enjoyed, and read the email. My jaw dropped as I read the article my friend had forwarded to me. A “Yid from England” had written to a site frequented by members of the Chabad community, expressing wonder about why observant Jews find it so necessary to make a mad dash for the pizza stores and bakeries the very moment that they are once again permitted to eat Chametz at the conclusion Pesach.