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The next four words are bound to strike fear into the hearts of every Kosher Baker:

Kingsmill bread is delicious!

Last Friday's Jewish Chronicle reported that the Sephardi Kashrut Authority has been carrying out some research into the manfucturing of bread in one of the country's biggest bakeries. It has found the whole process to be 100% kosher (well, let's say 99% because nothing in Judaism, except for the belief in one G-d, is 100%) and as a result, we are now allowed to eat the same bread that is consumed by virtually everyone else in the country (apart from the X amount of people who are gluten intolerant, but let's not spoil the mood, hey?).

This will no doubt be nightmare country for the Kosher bakers who rely on people like myself to fill their tills and pay for their mortgages. However, proud that I am, of being an Orthodox Jew, I have no qualms whatsoever about buying the other bread, now that's it is both kosher (I'm not even going to expand on how yummy their crumpets are either) and more significantly, half the price.

Well, dear bakers, I don't think you need to shut up shop quite yet. Remember, this is the Sephardi Kashrut Authority. This means that many of my more, ahem, religious compatriots will still be providing you with business as they don't recognise the "authenticity" of the supervision. Rest easy guys, you'll be fine.

As far as I'm concerned, kosher is kosher, be it through the Sephardim, Beth Din or even, dare I say it, Kedassia. I think the whole kosher thing is a racket anyway, where politics and money play a far more significant role than the Halachah (bite on that one, boys). Food should either be kosher or not in my book and so I don't buy into the whole Kedassia-Beth Din-Sephardi Authority thing. Period.

Back to the bread! Let me tell you that it's absolutely delicious and I recommend you go to the supermarkets and get yourself a loaf or two. I look forward to seeing the price of bread in the Kosher stores dropping quicker than the shares on the Stock exchange in 1929.

Let's just hope the bread companies don't start a new line in Challah....

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