There is no refrigeration in Ounaminthe, Haiti. There is no electricity. And even if there was electricity, there probably wouldn’t be any refrigerators.
Without refrigeration, there is no way to store meat. So any meat that a Haitian might be able to afford, has to be eaten on the day the animal is slaughtered.
To say that the Ounaminthe meat market is unsanitary, would be a monumental understatement. We strolled through it on our visit, trying to hold our breath as we did. The vendors generally refused to allow us to take pictures, but I did manage to snap a few.
And immediately outside the meat market was this large giant pile of trash.
Of course the smell in the market was overpowering, and flies covered everything.
For those fortunate enough to be able to afford meat, this is what they eat.
It is a blessing, therefore, that the kids at Danita’s Children get to eat chicken purchased in the D.R. and brought across the border by wheelbarrow every day. That is one of the reasons why they are so much healthier than the kids who aren’t in the orphanage.
It costs over $10,000 each month to provide the food for the orphange and school. That is only possible because generous folks in the U.S. take a little of their excess, and share it with these kids.