Tis the Season for Dumpster Diving
Keep resident Reyes lays out the mechanics and politics of dumpster diving. And how her personal journey changed her thinking of food and privileged.
Fall is almost here, my friends. Forget candy apples and halcyon hayrides: we begin the glory days of dumpster diving. It’s cool enough to keep the apples crisp, and warm enough to make the late nights welcoming.
While I wouldn’t call myself a freegan, about half of the food that I eat is “rescued.” Though I have the means to buy the food I need, dumpster diving supports the life I want to live: one of generosity, community building, and obscenely good food. It’s also taught me a few lessons, in cooking, in community, and in the inequalities in our food system. So how, and why, do I do this?
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