There’s something sacred about preparing bread that isn’t meant to rise. No fluff. No puff. No hidden leaven.Just flour, water, oil—and the intention to remember. This chocolate chip matzo is a sweet offering for the Feast, especially for little ones or anyone walking into this observance with new understanding. It’s braided not for beauty, but as a quiet symbol of covenant, of unity, of the journey we still walk. What makes it meaningful isn’t the rise.It’s the remembrance.