Over at the Awl there’s an awesome post about something called Moonstrips which are apparently awesome and made of matzah (I am already skeptical). After discovering Moonstrips the author headed over to the Streit’s factory, still on Manhattan’s Lower East Side, to procure some from their in-house store. The store was open, but there was no one there to collect his money, so he left approximately what he owed, and took off with his supposedly delicious treats.

The whole, “no one was there to take my money” aspect of the story is cute, but really I’m stuck on the “Moonstrips are matzos but they are not plain and tasteless and cardboardy. They are delicious” part. I mean, really? I want proof.