Don't play with your food! Did that just move?

So I am chowing down a pretty tasty omelet here in Taiwan on Saturday afternoon and my traveling associates says - there is something in those eggs that I can't say out loud.

So she spells out the word M-A-G-G-O-T-S for me, as if spelling the word makes it any less gross. Having been a garbage man in the steamy hot spring and summer months of 1975 in the Detroit area, I don't need any further definition of the word!!!!

Well, Come to find out these were Fancy Pants MAGGOTS, not your run of the mill Fly Pupae - but "Royal Jelly Sucking Bee Prodigy", full of exciting nutrients being whisked off to my virgin blood stream for carnivorous consumption. And to tell you the absolutely truth - these little morsels of goodness mixed with eggs and veggies did not taste all that bad.

If one would have moved on my chop stick however, I would have flashed back to the summer of 75 and hurled all over my new Taiwanese friends. (didn't Bush Sr do that back during his term?)

There is another food I can check off the Bucket List.

Please pass the Royal Jelly

Thinking that the worst is over and we can settle in to some normal cuisine - I again hear my friend say as the next course is delivered - Oh My God - we are getting all the creepy crawly food stuffs that exist here in this island country of 23 million. Flash fried Bamboo Worms on a bed of Greens.

Once again, if you can get by thinking about it - and just taste it - you don't really mind the flavor.

My metal was again tested in the land of exotic foods and I can say I did my Country proud!!!