Alnilys Chirino’s tiny fridge and pantry are almost empty — a handful of peppers and wilting herbs, a kilo of rice, half that of beans, a bit of canned meat, some flour. Chirino used to worry about food spoiling quickly under western Venezuela's punishing heat. These days, her meager supplies rarely last long enough to go bad.
Still, the 51-year-old must make those items stretch for days. Her three teenagers are counting on it. They sleep, study, work, pray, and play hungry. So do millions of Venezuelans across the country.
