Today I, along with everyone in Israel (except for some foreign tourists and, I hear, Chabad of Eilat), Reform Jews around the world, Reconstructionist and Conservative Jews whose communities have exercised the 1-day-yom-tov option (though I'm not sure whether there are any such Conservative communities in reality), Israelis around the world who have retained their Israeli customs (albeit in private for some of them), and independent-minded Jews who think 1-day yom tov makes more sense, am eating bread.
Fresh lafa at Machaneh Yehudah last night:
I remember on this day in 2001 (two times ago that Pesach started on Saturday night and ended on Saturday or Sunday night) I was in college and having Sunday brunch in my house dining hall eating a waffle or a bagel or something else leavened, and someone at the next table was eating matzah. Someone else was walking across the upper level and saw her friend, the matzah-eater, down below, and struck up a conversation yelling back and forth between the two levels of the dining hall.
"HEY, HOW ARE YOU?"
"GOOD, HOW ARE YOU?"
"GOOD. DO YOU KNOW WHEN PASSOVER ENDS?"
"ARE YOU SURE?"
"YEAH, BECAUSE THE SEDER WAS SATURDAY NIGHT, SO EIGHT DAYS WOULD BE TONIGHT."
"DIDN'T SOME PEOPLE END LAST NIGHT?"
"YEAH, THE REFORM PEOPLE ENDED LAST NIGHT."
"BECAUSE REFORM KEEPS 7 DAYS."
"OH. WHY DO THEY KEEP 7 DAYS?"
"BECAUSE THEY DO 7 DAYS IN ISRAEL."
"OH. WHY DO THEY DO 7 DAYS IN ISRAEL?"
"BECAUSE ISRAELIS ARE LAZY."
"AH. YEAH, ISRAELIS ARE LAZY. OK, SEE YOU LATER!"
Anyway, the postscript to this story is that Israelis clearly aren't lazy; you should have seen how fast the purveyors of chameitz sprung into action last night.