December marks the peak of cocoa farming—a time when the lifeblood of the global chocolate industry flows from these...
In the bustling heart of Daloa, a city that pulses with trade and tradition, the morning sun casts long shadows across an open clearing. The air is filled with the sharp scent of cocoa and the low hum of organized chaos as ECAM workers prepare for the day’s sifting. Tightly packed burlap sacks, still dusted with the reddish soil of Ivory Coast’s farms, are hoisted one by one from the back of a truck—three bags at a time, averaging a weight of 180 kilograms.
On the ground, a large tarp stretches wide, its edges rippling slightly in the warm breeze. Two male workers move with practiced ease, gripping the bottom corners of a sack as they dump its contents onto the tarp. The beans, a cascade of deep brown, hit the surface with a sound like soft rain, spreading into a mound that now awaits careful inspection.
Here, the real artistry begins. Sifting is both a necessity and a ritual. The workers crouch low, their calloused hands moving quickly but meticulously through the raw cocoa. Small stones, dry twigs, and under-ripe pods are plucked out, discarded into shallow baskets off to the side. Their sharp eyes miss nothing—a stray stone here, an imperfection there—until only the best beans remain. Each bag’s contents are handled with the same attention to detail, ensuring the quality that will carry this city’s name into international markets.
Standing nearby, the farmer who brought this harvest watches closely, his arms crossed but his face calm. He accompanied his cocoa into the city today, not out of distrust, but as part of the modernized process. Technology is now as essential as the sifting itself. As each bag is refilled and hoisted onto the scale, numbers flash digitally: 182.4 kilograms. The weight is verified and immediately uploaded to an app on the farmer’s smartphone. With the tap of a screen, the farmer’s information is logged—his name, bag weight, scanned traceability code, and even the quality assurance notes from the sift.
The system works with sharp efficiency. Within moments, a digital receipt is printed, showing the transaction in precise detail: weight, payment amount, and ECAM’s archive ID number. The farmer reviews the paper, nodding with quiet satisfaction as the funds hit his account. Payment is direct, fast, and transparent, a far cry from the days of hand-written ledgers and delayed compensation. The receipt, like a signature of trust, becomes proof in ECAM’s archiving system—a vital safeguard in the event of an audit.
The now sealed and labeled sacks, their barcodes linking them to the farmer and his land, are stacked methodically to await transport. Workers load them onto trucks with rhythmic precision, ready to journey to ports and eventually onto ships bound for the far corners of the globe.
Around the clearing, life flows on: motorbikes weave through the narrow streets beyond, children peer curiously from shaded alleys, and the city hums its familiar song. Yet here, in this pocket of industrious calm, the cocoa’s journey represents more than just trade. It’s a story of trust, transparency, and progress.
For the farmer, there’s satisfaction in knowing his harvest is not only seen, but valued, logged, and accounted for. For the workers, every filled sack is a testament to their care and diligence. And for ECAM, this process—a blend of tradition and technology—ensures that Daloa’s cocoa continues to earn its place on the global stage.
As the last truck pulls away, dust rising in its wake, the team readies the tarp for another round. For this city and its workers, the rhythm of cocoa is endless.