Absolutely, even if you’re not Jewish. It’s the ultimate emergency carb—like a fire extinguisher, but for hunger. You can make crispy chicken, gluten-free meatloaf, or even a weird, sad pizza crust. Just don’t expect it to taste like regular bread.
Think of matzo meal as that friend who’s a little plain, but always shows up when you need a binder. Embrace the blandness. Sprinkle it, fry it, and remember: Every crumb is a tiny, crunchy piece of history that escaped slavery and made it to your kitchen. Now go forth and confuse your guests with matzo ball soup. They’ll never forget it—or stop asking, “Wait, what’s in this again?”
