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Originally Posted by kennyc
I I thought the whole point of something being kosher was that it had been declared so by a rabbi, etc.
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And that reminds me of another one...
A jewish couple are driving through the countryside, when a pheasant runs out in front of their car and is killed. They stop and pick it up, intending to have a nice roast pheasant dinner. But then they wonder whether it's kosher - it would be normally, but perhaps the manner of its death is a problem.
So they drive round to their Rabbi's house to ask him. He ponders a bit, consults a reference or two, and then says that he thinks it's not kosher, and that they should leave it with him for disposal.
The next evening, they happen to call at the Rabbi's again for something unimportant to this story. To their surprise, they find the Rabbi about to tuck into roast pheasant.
"Well," says their Rabbi, "I asked
my Rabbi, and he said it was OK..."