They would work the farm and live on local or home-grown food for a full calendar year. cities, it might as well be a space station where human sustenance is concerned”) and moved to Virginia, where they already owned a farm in an Appalachian hollow. They decided to leave their arid life in Tucson (“like many other modern U.S. Their basic plan to change their way of living was not unique by either culinary or publishing standards. Kingsolver and her family would describe their adventure in other terms, but experiments in studied simplicity are increasingly frequent. “Animal, Vegetable, Miracle” is a wonderfully neighborly account of stunt eating. Kingsolver also finds ways to convey what it’s like to be showered with friends’ plants as birthday gifts, regard a full supply of potatoes as “homeland security,” and fend off the amorous attention of a lovesick turkey hen. While she is cogent and illuminating about serious matters of nutrition, Ms. Barbara Kingsolver’s way is both folksy and smart. There are many ways for a writer to tell you to eat your vegetables: earnestly, humorously, scientifically, self-righteously, instructively or so voluptuously that the page practically reeks of fertilizer.
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