Been thinking about this story this week, and Sharon's response to it here. I really don't know what to say--it is sobering to realize that while I'm sitting here in my snug home with a full belly, a mother somewhere is trying to keep her children alive with clay cookies. I know this intellectually, that there are starving people all over the world, but the story brought it home again. I read part of the story aloud to my children, and I think their eyes were opened a bit. We have friends from Haiti and my parents spent several years in missions there, so it feels personal to us.
I talk a lot about food on this blog, and in my other writing, and one reason for that is that I firmly believe that there is a connection between what I choose to eat and what a mother in Haiti feeds her children. I don't want to be a part of the system that has done this to her, and to millions like her. And yet it's so hard to opt out.
Sorry for the downer post--it's just what's on my mind and my heart today and I can't summon up the enthusiasm to write about anything else. I'm titling this "Reason #1 to Eat Local". Perhaps I'll start a series. Readers, do you have more reasons to suggest?
Monday, February 4, 2008
Reason #1 to Eat Local
Posted by Lisa at 10:51 PM
Labels: Eating locally, Food
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Hmmm. . . it may be a small reason, but I think local eating encourages a sense of community.
I sat at a Shrove Tuesday meal last night and had some local sausage that was just wonderful and it prided people to tell me who made it and where they lived and it was comforting to me to know such things are still around.
Around here, folks still have community stirring-off's of molasses and hog slaughtering's where everybody gets together and does the work. Just makes me feel so blissfully happy, in those moments with those people.
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