After the first few chapters of “Fast Food Nation” I fell in love with Eric Schlosser’s writing but I haven’t thought about why until the past few days. At the beginning of every chapter Eric Schlosser pulls you into his book. He will start out describing scenery then slowly reveals what really goes on in the location he has chosen. Schlosser inserts his opinions into his writing to give his writing a more personal touch. I personally like this style of writing because I feel like I am connecting with the author, not just reading a book of facts.
Eric Schlosser was born in Manhattan, New York August 16, 1969 and grew up in Los Angeles California. He has a wife, Shauna Redford, and two children. Schlosser is currently working on another book about the prison system.
To get to my grandmother’s cabin in southern Pulaski county Kentucky you must maneuver through the Daniel Boone National Forest. There are trees all around as you drive the narrow two lane highway without a car in sight. After you turn onto her long gravel driveway you start to see a few lots that have houses being built or couples sitting on the front porch of their newly finished houses.
My grandmother lives at the end of the gravel road in a twenty year old house built by her deceased husband. It doesn’t look like much, there is a green metal roof and cheap wooden shingles on the outside. After traveling down the stretched out wooden stairs you reach the new glass door and look into a beautiful cabin.
I always loved being the first person to open the door and walk into her cabin. It is always organized and smells clean. The beds are all made and the pantry is stocked with tons of junk food and my grandmother never forgets to fill the cookie jar before we come.
One could spend a week there and not notice all of the little things that have to be done to keep it in shape. There are sticky pads that are used to capture crickets that sometimes get into the house and mice sometimes get into the attic so there are mouse traps. All of the excess food has to be put into a bucket and taken far out into the woods to be pitched so rats and raccoons don’t start living in and near the house.
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