Spring/Summer '16
other side of the Hudson River, all is calm. My mother-in-law’s kitchen is gleaming with silver foil, and the scent of lemon juice and chicken soup (and a whiff of horseradish) create the wonderful medley of Pesach smells. It’s erev Pesach, and I’m sitting at the table a few hours to the zman, having received the privilege of cracking some nuts. (It came with a lot of begging, do not fear.) My phone rings. I glance at the caller ID, to see my home number. Huh? It’s my sister. She has a funny sound in her voice. “Where’s your water?” she asks, although it doesn’t seem like this is what she really wants to say.
“In the coat closet. Didn’t find it?” “Look, I didn’t remember where you had said it was. I came in here, and looking around, I idly opened your fridge, and on an instinct, the freezer as well. Not that I thought that you kept any water there, and… You know you have a slice of pizza in your freezer?” I inhaled so sharply and the blood rushed to my face so fast that everyone in the kitchen suddenly eyed me, their faces full of frightened concern. “I can’t believe it…” I moaned. “Dini, do something. Is there anything you can do?” “I actually hear a garbage truck outside. I’m running out to catch it.”
While I sat and struggled to regain my composure, my sister was running down my stairs with the offensive triangular k’zayis of leaven. And I? I learned to truly cherish this mitzvah of b’ir chometz. Come Nissan, I don’t let any guilt rationalize me into leaving chometz over. But I still put the oatmeal into the chometz box.. Just in case.
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