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As people who live in the Tri-State area, earthquakes are confusing to us. Our thing is blizzards. Though not recently.
So the recent earthquake left us with a lot of questions, ranging from, “What was that?” to “What if it comes back?”
We all know the saying, “There’s no such thing as a dumb question,” although yeridas hadoros since the saying was formulated has made us question whether it is in fact true. But there is definitely a dumb time to ask certain questions.
For some reason, the hardest mitzvah to remember seems to be Sefiras HaOmer. Which is crazy for a mitzvah that we do 49 times a year.
One of the trickiest Pesach minhagim that some families have -- my own family included -- is that we don’t sell real chometz. I’m not sure what we sell. We do sell something, I know that. I do take time off on the busiest week of the year and go to a rav and tip him money in a secret handshake for doing something. The shtar says I’m selling him chometz. I’m not sure what, though. There’s no chometz that a non-Jew will find in my house that I didn’t find in three months of cleaning. Where is he looking? I think I’m mostly selling the hard bits on the dishes.
One of the best things about the Jewish people is that we keep innovating new ways – especially around the yomim tovim – to make our lives easier, and also to maybe make a few dollars, because Yom Tov is expensive. And it’s even more expensive, because of all of these innovations that we have to get.
It’s that time of year – all the yeshivas and shuls are making dinners, so that everyone can get together for a night of chizuk and community and trying very hard not to say that this is all about the money.
