Back when I first started paying attention to how much trash my family of five generated over a year ago, we were averaging three 13-gallon bags each week (plus recycling). I had certain ideas and goals about how I would tackle trimming that down, but of course, the last year has been nothing if not... Continue Reading →
Last week I went somewhere I haven’t been since before Pesach, the party goods store, a place I used to visit at least once a month. Earlier this year, my family kicked the disposable tableware habit. When I started, I wasn’t sure how we’d do. We don’t have a dishwasher— I’m waiting for next year’s... Continue Reading →
This week I reached out to a mentor of mine, Ruchi Koval (she’s an inspiring author and speaker), with a question about teshuvah. How should I approach doing teshuva for not having kept a mitzvah 100 percent if I still don’t think 100 percent is achievable for me in 5781, I asked. She wrote back,... Continue Reading →
Back in March, as I was getting ready to launch the Bal Tashchit Balabusta, I wrote a pair of extra blog posts to have ready to go for weeks that became especially busy. My plan was to always have at least one post prepped and ready, like an apple kugel in the freezer for Shabbos.... Continue Reading →
Of all the chores in the house, laundry is far and away the worst. An environmental payoff helps a little (but only a little).
Do I really need that avocado-shaped guacamole bowl? How I decreased my environmental impact by telling myself no.
Because virtually all of the zero-waste books I’ve read are written by people who have no kids, with a handful by people who have one or two kids. When I started getting serious about reducing our family’s waste, things were a little more complicated than that. I had to take into account one very busy... Continue Reading →
In a lot of ways, the frum world is miles ahead of the secular world when it comes to not being wasteful. But when it comes to the amount of trash we generate, we’re miles ahead of the secular world, too.
In Parshas Vayishlach, we read the story of Yaakov crossing back over the river to retrieve the small vessels he left behind the night before he was due to meet Eisav. He didn’t know what he was facing the next morning; he was planning to minimize deaths in his family if the meeting turned violent... Continue Reading →