I’ll Take A Pass on the Butterworms

January 7, 2009
They looked like this.

Lunch last friday: Fried Butterworms at the Insectorium in New Orleans.

Verdict: Disappointing. They were pan fried and salted. You wouldn’t think anything containing the word “butter” could be that bad, but there you have it. They were aproximately the taste and consistency of rice crispies left out on a humid day to become slightly mushy. Or perhaps soggy cheese puffs minus the cheese flavor.

They tasted like this.

The grasshoppers I ate in Bangkok a few years ago were much better. Like the overtoasted husks of popcorn left on the bottom of the bag. A little nutty, a nice crunch.

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