At Chewonki, I think about food more than I ever have before. Not only is the food here magically delicious, it is more environmentally friendly than the food I get at home or at my old school.
I chose to become vegan about three weeks ago. I experimented with veganism at home, too, but I never really had a compelling purpose that drove me.
At most meals, I think about the story of the foods on my plate. How did these green beans come to Chewonki? How did this apple get here? Not in a “all things have feelings” manner, but often out of curiosity and sometimes boredom I trace the food’s journey.
To the best of my knowledge I guesstimate how far the food traveled and what kind of processing it went through before ending up on my plate. I will never again eat the meat of a chicken at the Tyson factory who was broiled and beheaded alive. I will never again drink the milk of a cow so mistreated that she couldn’t stand up in her pen. I will never do that and many more things that contribute to animal cruelty and the emission of toxic gases on the earth.
Even if I avoid these things, what do I really know about my food? I can forget the details in the fabric, but does that do me any good? All I can do is my best and hope that the meat I don’t eat, the milk I don’t eat, and the eggs I don’t eat are enough to make even the smallest impact.
-Sophie Anderson, Federal Way, WA