Grasshopper Pizza

It's grasshopper season. They're everywhere - flying, hopping, green snacks. You read that right: snacks. Fried or boiled - apparently boiled gives you "the real taste" - people everywhere are chowing down on grasshoppers by the bag full. It makes sense when you think about it, a plentiful, seasonal, nutritious resource, the eating of which also reduces pests on people's crops. But still, there's something disquieting about watching people eat insects.

At our team pizza dinner, Pat showed up with fried grasshoppers, to complement the pepperoni, bacon, and veggies on the topping table. I had heard tell of grasshopper pizza, but it always seemed closer to legend than reality. But soon I found myself munching on a grasshopper - by itself, at first, to get the full experience - and then eating several more on pieces of pizza, thrown on there among the onions, pesto, and tomatoes.

So, there's the story. Grasshopper pizza. Not as bad as you might think. The exoskeleton feels a little strange in the mouth, but it mostly tasted like anything else that you might fry in oil. That being said, I doubt that Pizza Hut will be adding this to their menu any time soon...