Animal, Vegetable, Miracle

By Susana Fletcher

I love it when ideas get turned upside down. Organic bananas and hormone-free milk in the grocery store is a good thing, right? As it turns out, not as good of a deal as I thought. "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle", by Barbara Kingsolver is responsible for overturning my food table.

Kingsolver and her family take a one year promise: only eat what they can grow themselves or buy from local farmers. It is the original “independently wealthy” concept of our forefathers, and Kingsolver means to reclaim it. The family plants a magnificent garden in their 40-acre Virginia plot and takes us through their year of gardening, cooking, and preserving.

The cynic in me, from page one, was waiting and waiting for the undoing. A year with no outside food? What about the Cheetos? What about the soda? What about the CHOCOLATE?! I needed to read about the breakdown that they had, gnawing on a Snickers through the wrapper in the fetal position at the Stop-n-Go. Because that’s where I’d end up. What actually ensues are mouth-watering stories of pumpkin soup baked in the pumpkin itself, of homemade bread and cheese and of the heartwarming moments in the kitchen with the whole family. After one tantilizing tale of bread pudding with asparagus and wild morel mushrooms, Kingsolver writes, "Had I been worried that cutting the industrial umbilicus would leave us to starve? Give me this deprivation, any old day of the week."

Her husband, Steven L. Hopp, contributes to the book with his witty and informative sidebars, addressing anything from the Farm Bill to how to please your wife with a machine (bread machine). Camille, Kingsolver’s 18-year old daughter, offers her youthful and culinary spin on the experience, gifting the recipes that highlighted the year and emanating the family-instilled values and life education.

Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, though containing many a soapbox (you’ll never look at a banana the same way), is never preachy. Kingsolver sifts in moments that will change your life, one step at a time. For example, you may just have a bit more appreciation for the home-canned tomatoes from your coworker's garden this holiday.

One of the many issues Kingsolver addresses is the problem of a diet-crazed nation who has come to see food as the enemy. Protein shakes replace meals, and yet nobody can identify the ingredients. Kingsolver is passionate about knowing what foods are in season, appreciating them for the joy they are, the flavor they give, and the satisfaction of having grown them yourself. The family looks food in the eye (literally with turkeys, chickens and potatoes, figuratively with the other foods). "You can leave the killing to others and pretend it never happened,” she writes, “or you can look it in the eye and know it.”

America has outsmarted itself in the food department by trying to adapt and grow into a fast-paced, streamlined-processed nation. Kingsolver proves that when things are stripped away – convenience, technology, “forward” thinking – and we revert back to some of our most primal tasks – herding, growing, communicating – the connections which we are so desperate to achieve in our wheel-spinning mayhem are found only when we simplify. That perhaps “backward” thinking is the answer. That maybe smaller is better. Local rather than global. That simplicity, rather than decadence, should be the new American dream. Farmers market, anyone?

By Barbara Kingsolver with Steven L. Hopp and Camille Kingsolver.
370 pp. HarperCollins Publishers. $26.95.

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1 comment:

  1. Thank you Susana. Your review is as inspiring as the book. Kingsolver really details how we have shot ourselves in the foot with our year-round availability of all things produce. "Farmer's markets", "raised beds" and "compost" are my new pillow talk. Would to God that we had the time to re-read this book every six months.