Before fast food, farms, or even wild game, insects fed prehistoric hunter-gatherers all over the planet. A near taboo in the Western world, entomophagy (insect-eating) is still practiced by millions of people in traditional societies—and by us, a couple of gastronomically adventuresome Western journalists. It began simply enough with witchetty grubs in Australia, but before we knew it, we were caught. Below, explore just a few of the stops on our journey to becoming gourmands of all things creepy-crawly.
Witchetty grubs
Australia
Faith: I tend not to like the taste of fatty foods, and this thing looks like a living, squirming, pasty-white piece of fat, which, of course, it is. But even thinking about this presupposes that I put this grub in the category of “food,” which I don’t. Or at least didn’t.
Peter: The [fire-roasted] worm’s skin is crispy and light; the flesh is creamy and delicate. Witchetty grub tastes like nut-flavored scrambled eggs and mild mozzarella, wrapped in a phyllo dough pastry. … This is capital-D Delicious. Maybe my idea of circling the globe seeking out cultures that eat bugs isn’t so crazy after all.
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