Eating Bugs

Here is a bug I wont eat:

From Cambodia

Little Girl: "Sister, sister, you like spider?"

Me: "No."

Little Girl: "They're lucky!"

Me: "They're horrible."

The spidey on this girl's shirt looked like a close relative of the fried spideys being sold at the roadside fruitstand in Cambodia where the girl worked.

Last night I reneged on my no bug eating policy and munched on these bad boys:

They're bamboo worms. They had the consistency of greasy, crunchy french fries, and they only tasted like the oil and spices they were cooked in. I thought of them as greasy, crunchy, Chinese french fries. Not sure they would've gone down had I been thinking "bamboo worms."