A review by vladco
Blessing the Hands That Feed Us: What Eating Closer to Home Can Teach Us About Food, Community, and Our Place on Earth by Vicki Robin

1.0

Hard to stomach the unconscious privilege that pervades this food book, and also the subtle unconscious racism of the Pacific Northwest. In one line, which I can't quote because I returned the book to the library already, she seems to show more grief for the lost of the PNW forests that settlers clear-cut than for the thousands of natives that were killed, tortured, and chased off their ancestral lands by those same criminal settlers. Her subsequent epiphanies about the importance of connection to the land ring hollow as a result. Overall, the book feels selfish, self-indulgent, and narcissistic. Which is a shame, because the core messages aren't bad at all.