Thursday, April 30, 2015

Roasted Grasshopper

The grasshopper looks nice as it rests on  a yellow flower .

But the grasshoppers I will talk about in this blog were not quite like it.  The grasshoppers were bigger and healthier because they lived in a farm with lush grass and vegetation.  We would catch them with bamboo swats or even with our bare hands when it rained. Grasshoppers could not hop nor fly very far when it rained because their wings get wet.

I remember the times when my neighbors and I would run to the field every time it rained in summer. We would play in the rain and catch grasshoppers that we cook -- either fry or grill, when we get home. There nothing was like the smell of a roasting grasshopper and the taste was heavenly. (Although now that I am of age, I cannot bring a roasted grass hopper in my mouth without a shudder).

I remember the smell and the taste of a  roasted grasshopper... it is just that I cannot anymore muster my courage to eat it.


Roasted grasshoppers, anyone?








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