So its been 15 forevers since I posted. Whatever.
I’ve been reading some pretty cool books of late. What has made the experience particularly enjoyable is the fact that I’ve been trying to more consistently read things that took me to new places. Sometimes that means authors I know little about beyond their reputation. Sometimes it means choosing a book because I wan’t to hear a contrarian point of view. Still others, I am on one of my financially crippling forays into the bowels of my local bookstore (yes, bookstores have bowels). Experiments don’t always work out as well as these, but the last few months has me on a really good streak. Given that introduction, here is the first of several reviews on books I’ve recently read.
One of the side effects I’ve noticed since becoming a veggie several years ago is that it makes you pay significantly more attention to what you eat. I will also admit to having decided to wage my own personal war against everyone involved in the oil extraction, refinement, distribution, and extortion trade. Eating food grown close to me seems like a pretty good addition to my arsenal in this Quixotic quest. For these reasons, along with the fact that I could hold a few more pounds of book-weight before encumbrance would drive me to the bookstore checkout, I was intrigued by Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver. Reading the back cover reveals it as a memoir of an author, (Barbara Kingsolver, who also wrote The Poisonwood Bible, among others) as she and her family undertake a personal challenge to go an entire year with virtually all of the food they eat having been grown within 100 miles or so of their own home (often on their own farm). The book is not the story alone however, but rather an unequal sampling of retelling of the experience, some educational sections about how food is made/grown/distributed, some pretty hefty preaching about the evils of “big food” corporations, as well as some recipes and additional points of view from her eldest daughter and husband. While some of the preaching was a bit heavy handed, my only real complaint is that I wanted more of the story of her year-long experiment. Its not that she didn’t adequately cover the subject (she did this quite well), but rather that she was exceptionally good when writing of the search for morels, preparing her garden for time away on vacation, or sharing details of the community in which they live. One of the marks of a great books is feeling a bit disappointed when you reach then end, knowing there will be no more. While I didn’t feel I needed any more details on chickenhouse conditions on a CAFO or the latest on seed patent legislation, I did long to know how the next generation of turkeys fared and if they made a good choice on the rooster they kept. In fairness, even the somewhat momentum breaking sermonizing was rather educational. I’d give the book a 7/10 for general reading, and 9 if you long to know more about what might be produced in a year on a Virginian farm, the local/slow food movement, and the dangers of mega-producers. (BTW, there is also a website for those interested in the topic.