Featured: Alexander Hamilton, Waste stream ... on the ground.Today was the end of the commitment of eating food that would only go to waste. This wasn't a very planned out ending but Today I ate a friends home-made granola mix. Justification? It's the end of the semester, i feel complete.
Before the non-waste granola, we checked out the Slippery Rock Dumpster. Two Easter Baskets with candy and toys. Also in there was a double decker chocolate moon pie (not Mini). Of course this is a let down for all those banana moon pie fans like Cory St. Esprit.
On a quick trip to a peaceful place outside of Slippery Rock, we found a pair of 
Flip-flops. Much more cumfy than my old pair, but the bad new is one has a blow out. I'm hoping to be able to repair it for the Uganda trip. My friend who brought the homemade granola, is also doing a fair share of scavenging. The bread in the photo is waste steam, picked up outside a grocery. So snacking on the non-waste-homemade granola was accompanied with waste-stream bread.
Beginning on February 3rd, I had been surviving only on food that would go to waste. This was over 3 months, 13 weeks. At this point I am 90% sure that when living in the United States, or any other major afluent nation, i will not be purchasing any food from the industrial agriculture system. No reason to while i can survive off of waste-stream and use those funds to those working on extreme hunger.
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