Dammit! All year I've been saving the dried-up bits of my lulav, so as to have a lovely fire on which to burn chametz - because even if you toast the leftover bread it doesn't burn very well unless you have a good hot fire already, and bits of lulav make a nice fire once you get it going* - so I take my lulav and my dry bread and my metal bowl into the garden to make a fire, and what does it do? It snows. SNOWS. So I made some symbolic toast and came in.

Consider if you will that until quite recently, burning was a - perhaps "the" - significant method of waste disposal in the kitchen. People didn't have kitchen bins, they had fires. I forget who it is - it might have been Mrs Beeton - says that anyone ought to be able to dispose of anything they can't reuse or sell to the rag-and-bone merchant by burning (not in those exact words, obviously).

Burning is a lot more visceral than just dumping stuff into the rubbish chute, but if it's flippin' snowing out and your fire is being so smoky that you're scared the super will come out and yell at you, the rubbish chute accomplishes the same end.

* It's great - the little fragile bits you use to start it, and the long bits, you folded into sticks while they were still green and bendy, and bound them with chunks of the holderthing, so now they're quite significant sticks and they'll burn quite hot once they take hold.
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