Lo, we stand as adherents of the kosher way, nourishing on plants alone, eschewing animal proteins, dairy, and eggs from our hands.
The inhabitants of New York dub us "vegan," an epithet that indeed fits our essence. We make no contention against this title, for it harmonizes with our path.
In the days yet to unfold, the amber nectar of honey might grace our offerings, a token of nature's benevolence, endowing sweetness. Though this infusion could blur our vegan mantle, we shall greet it with grace, for it holds no wickedness.
Know this, we are truly kosher, kept under the watchful gaze of Rabbi Zev Schwartz, the guardian of the International Kosher Council.
