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I was watching a video on wilderness survival. One segment was on finding food, and one of the foods she talked about was insects. She said a pound of insects has six times the protein as a pound of ground beef. My only thought is how big is a pound of insects?
She said ants taste like lemon. You can boil up ants in water and then drink it, and it tastes like pulpy lemonade. I never was a big fan of pulpy juice.
But that reminded me of last week. I had harvested some broccoli. Cindy washed it and cooked it, but there were worms in it. Little caterpillars, like inchworms. They were white, but they had probably been green before being cooked. She asked if I would eat the broccoli, I said sure. She declined.
So I had to inspect the broccoli before eating it. I'd either pick a worm off, or throw a piece of broccoli in the trash. Watching this, Cindy was... mildly horrified. She said she had trouble eating her own, bug-free food, while watching me.
Which reminds me of another time... I had brought some flowers in from outside. They were on the counter while I was cutting them for a vase. We were talking when I noticed a bug. I squished it with my fingers, turned to the sink to wash my fingers, while never having stopped talking about whatever I was talking about, I turned back to Cindy to find her frozen in a look of horror. It was just a little bug!
She said ants taste like lemon. You can boil up ants in water and then drink it, and it tastes like pulpy lemonade. I never was a big fan of pulpy juice.
But that reminded me of last week. I had harvested some broccoli. Cindy washed it and cooked it, but there were worms in it. Little caterpillars, like inchworms. They were white, but they had probably been green before being cooked. She asked if I would eat the broccoli, I said sure. She declined.
So I had to inspect the broccoli before eating it. I'd either pick a worm off, or throw a piece of broccoli in the trash. Watching this, Cindy was... mildly horrified. She said she had trouble eating her own, bug-free food, while watching me.
Which reminds me of another time... I had brought some flowers in from outside. They were on the counter while I was cutting them for a vase. We were talking when I noticed a bug. I squished it with my fingers, turned to the sink to wash my fingers, while never having stopped talking about whatever I was talking about, I turned back to Cindy to find her frozen in a look of horror. It was just a little bug!
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