In search of a low-waste frum life.
At the end of last week’s parsha, the Torah shifts into what appears to be a long genealogical list—Esav’s wives and children, the clans of Seir, the kings of Edom. But names matter in Torah. They remind us that who we are is shaped by who came before us, and that mesorah is built step... Continue Reading →
I’ve had ideas over the years to reuse the plethora of event and organization magnets I wind up with, but like too many of my best ideas, they got outpaced by laundry, carpools, and other to-dos.
Because of how much ink had been pulled out of the pen and into the quilt, the stain showed on both sides. But other than that, it was beautiful and in good shape.
As of this early Tuesday morning, we’ve lit the menorah (or chanukiyah if you want to be picky) for two nights. In addition to olive oil for lighting, we’ve got plenty of canola oil for frying donuts and latkes, and I’ve been using yet another miraculous oil of late. But to tell you about it,... Continue Reading →
When I trimmed the hose to right before the first kink, the remainder was just long enough to water all but a pot of sage and two tomato plants. Was it perfect? No, but it’s a good reminder that “perfect” is the enemy of “good enough.” As Ben Zoma taught, “Who is rich? The one who is happy with what he has.”
Three ways to reuse an old shirt, including DIY disinfecting wipes.
From the dryer to the fire. How to make great firestarters, plus thinking about lashon hara.
From Amalek to salad dressing and foil pans, reusing and reducing in the kitchen.
The Bal Tashchit Balabusta 