Ryvita
Ryvita is a rye-based crispbread which until 2009 was manufactured by The Ryvita Company. The company was founded in Birmingham, England, in 1930 and is today a subsidiary of Associated British Foods. Ryvita are holders of a royal warrant granted by Queen Elizabeth II as 'Manufacturers of Crispbreads'.
History
In 1925, the Ryvita company was established, with a bakery set up in Birmingham two years later, producing one of the first packaged goods in the bakery field. After the Second World War, Poole on the South Coast of England was selected as a desirable site for production due to its nearby port.
In 1949, Garfield Weston bought the Ryvita Company, and began a close personal involvement with the parent company, Associated British Foods (ABF). A new mill was opened by Bernard Montgomery, 1st Viscount Montgomery of Alamein in 1968. The original bakery expanded in 1971 and again in 1974, making the largest single building span in Europe at the time. Ryvita became part of the Jordans & Ryvita brand under Associated British Foods following a merger with Jordans in early 2009.
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Rift
by: PhishLast night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift
And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift
Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath
Of the darkness, the light from above could not reach
I spied wings of reason, herself taking flight
And upon yonder precipice saw her alight
And glared back at me one last look of dismay
As if she were the last one, she thought I'd betray
So much better I said to myself
And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf
I struggled with destiny upon the ledge
And gasped when defeated, he slipped off the edge
And silence contagious in moments like these
Consumed me and strengthened my will to appease
The passion that sparked me one terrible night
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite
So much better, I said to myself
And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf
I struggled with destiny upon the ledge
And gasped when defeated, he slipped off the edge
And silence contagious in moments like these
Consume me and strengthen my will to appease
The passion that sparked me one terrible night
(And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite)
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite