Not long ago, I moved with my family to Malawi, one of the poorest countries in the world where, every day, everyone eats a doughy cornmeal paste, nsima. They'll dip it in simple vegetable sauces for ordinary times and eat it with meat stews for special occasions, but whatever is or is not served alongside, nsima itself is the staff of life. "If you don't have nsima," a subsistence farmer told me, "you don't have life." Indeed, when the corn crop fails, as it occasionally does, hunger is severe and widespread.
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