By Kelsey Timmerman
A deeply human-centered standpoint at the origins of America's food
Where Am I Eating? bridges the space among worldwide foodstuff manufacturers and the yankee client, offering an insightful examine how our consuming behavior have an effect on farmers and fishermen around the globe. persist with the writer on his international quest to fulfill the employees that nurture, harvest, and hunt our nutrition, as he works along them—loading lobster diving boats in Nicaragua, harvesting bananas in Costa Rica, lugging cocoa beans in Ivory Coast with a modern day slave, opting for espresso beans in Colombia and hauling tomatoes in Indiana. This new version incorporates a research advisor, a deeper rationalization of the "glocal" inspiration, and suggestion for college students seeking to develop into engaged as either neighborhood and international voters. Arguing neither for nor opposed to globalization, this ebook easily explores the lives of these who feed us.
Imports account for eighty-six percentage of America's seafood, fifty percentage of its clean fruit, and eighteen percentage of its clean greens. Where Am I Eating? examines the consequences of this reliance on those that offer the worldwide meals economy.
- Learn extra in regards to the worldwide manufacturers that feed our country, and study from their worldviews intensely attached to humans and planet
- Discover how foodstuff personal tastes and traits have an effect on the lives of farmers and fishermen
- Catch a boots-on-the-ground glimpse of the day-by-day lives of nutrition manufacturers on 4 continents
- Meet a modern day slave and discover the blurred line among exploitation and opportunity
- Observe how the poorest manufacturers fare within the international nutrition economy
This ebook takes a human-centered method of meals, investigating the lives of the folk on the different finish of the worldwide foodstuff financial system, looking at the wish and opportunity—or lack thereof—that effects from our reliance on imports. Where Am I Eating? is a touching, insightful, informative examine the origins of our food.
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