'Tis the season for grasshoppers here! You'll see them in translucent buckets cupped by the hands of street vendors, served up in paper cones. Ours today were fried with garlic, onions, and spices; legs removed. Mommy did not make these. I leave that to the pros.
The verdict?
"These are actually GOOD!"
"I can see how John the Baptist lived in the desert!"
And of course, "They taste like...chicken!" John thinks they taste like Doritos.
If you're interested in some, you know, leave a comment. I'm sure we can work something out.
