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Just finished dinner and grandson number one just came over.
He brought fried crickets and grubs because he knew nobody else would try them. Only had a few of each because of the ick factor more than anything else. Not too bad because the inerds were pretty much gone other than outer bodies. Very, very, slight hint of BBQ taste, but so dry they get stuck in your mouth.
Was telling him about eating canine and monkey in the Philippines and RVN and he about lost it. Serves the little bugger right. The things we do for kids/grandkids keep us young.

So has anybody else?
 
This thread could be so much better with pictures...

Good for you eatin' your grandson's bugs. I used to ride a dirtbike, so I've had plenty. Only a couple intentionally.
 
I went to a training about conditioning livestock to eat novel foods (ie weeds) and as part of it we ate crickets, grasshoppers, and grubs. Most were fried and reminded me of off flavored chips. I've not eaten dog or monkey.
 
Ahhh grasshappa. Growing up catching them for fishing and our hands would be covered with tobacco spit until we learned how to catch them.

I went to a training about conditioning livestock to eat novel foods (ie weeds) and as part of it we ate crickets, grasshoppers, and grubs. Most were fried and reminded me of off flavored chips. I've not eaten dog or monkey.
 
Closest I've been is eating a little green worm out of a fresh ear of corn for the sole purpose of freaking out the in-laws.
 
While visiting the Oregon coast we stopped at a small specialty candy store and my sister in law bought my son and I a couple of suckers with crickets and scorpions in the center. On a dare we each ate one of each type of sucker. Nothing like having a cricket foot grab your lip or tongue as you slowly expose it's body. The hard candy kept you from just chocking the litter bugger down quickly. You had to eat it bit by bit until it was gone. Great fun, but I won't be doing that again.
 
Living in Kenya as a kid, we learned to watch for the "flying ants" (or what we Americans would call termites) to make a nice snack. In the rainy season the future queens and their males come out in the evening to take off flying to mate in the air, and then she drops down to the ground to burrow into the soil.

Years later as a college kid I returned to kenya for a summer long mission trip. One evening after supper we heard the Kenyan kids whooping and hollering in glee. We went outside to see the kids huddled around a termite mound exit. Before I knew what was really happening I was down on hands and knees picking up a nice handful of flying ants and popping them in my mouth.......dead silence from the Americans and lots of horrified stares. It took just a little bit of coaxing and Dave and Beth were making like Kenyans. Lots of coaxing for the others to join in. Dave always said half of them tasted like pecans, the others like walnuts.

One hint for any HuntTalkers trying this out: grab them by their wings and bite down fast. This keeps the wings from sticking to the roof of your mouth like peanut skins, and prevents the almost inch long insect from running around your mouth trying to escape. Yum-o-lish!!
 
Was an Explorer Boy Scout in the 1970s and attended a leadership development class one summer out of state. I now have a buddy who was an Army Ranger and seems my brief leadership and survival training that summer overlapped his Ranger training ever so slightly (is a running joke where when he is sharing a story about him drinking urine to survive in the desert or his low-altitude parachuting in the dark...I will interrupt and say "Not sure if I mentioned this before but I may be the only one here who can relate since, well, I was in the Explorers which as we all know is basically the Rangers of the Boy Scouts" He responds, "Really." "Sure, and I was just 14 so seems that was a bit more challenging than, you know, doing something as an adult.")

At our training we practiced using compasses, making shelters, etc. We also ate ants on buttered bread and roasted grasshoppers and crickets on the fire. Takes a long time to catch ants one by one so if I am ever stranded I will rig up an ant trap if need a real meal of them. All in all, I will stick to meat and taters unless stranded in the woods.
 
I've had monkey in the Philipines and dog in Korea. The monkey was pretty good but the dog just about made me hurl when I found out what it was.
 
I found that the dog was similar to raccoon, but much prefer the monkey. Never tried the large rice bugs (mangda) which the natives seemed to prefer to eat alive, but could handle them when pulverized and cooked in the chili paste or in rice. Water buffalo wasn't too bad in a pinch, and some of what I ate doesn't bear mentioning.
 
I forgot about the rice bugs in the PI. The ladies would pop the heads off and eat the insides. Balut was one nasty thing I never tried. Just thinking about it makes me want to hurl!
 
I haven't eaten anything too weird, but I do remember a member of this forum eating the head off a small walleye while it was alive. This was in the early 80's at Red Lake.
 
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