{"id":301,"date":"2008-09-01T21:25:14","date_gmt":"2008-09-02T03:25:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.JFanjoy.com\/blog\/?p=301"},"modified":"2008-09-12T22:35:04","modified_gmt":"2008-09-13T04:35:04","slug":"even-more-gross-food","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jfanjoy.com\/blog\/even-more-gross-food\/","title":{"rendered":"EVEN MORE gross food"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Gross food: one topic that never goes away. But first, some backstory. My dad and I have gone hunting together since I was pretty young; it&#8217;s a semi-sacred business in our family, and I was taught from an early age that it is generally bad to kill an animal unless you plan on eating it.<\/p>\n<p>Last week, I learned to kill <em>turwex<\/em> (giant dragonflies) with the kids. Much like dove hunting, it&#8217;s heaps of fun and the bodies pile up rapidly, but you have to come up with something creative to do with the meat. We put a lot of doves on the farmers&#8217; dinner tables back in the day, and around here I solve the dilemma by giving the <em>turwex<\/em> to the kids I am hunting with, and they gladly gobble them up.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Today, however, the karma wheel rolled around, and smashed me beneath it. We returned from a particularly awful 12-hour trip, and got in kindof late. The neighbors, being excessively nice folks, invited us over for some dinner. The usual fare: really watery coffee, all-you-can-eat tortillas, and a thin gruel of boiled cabbage. I greatfully accepted my bowl, then noticed what looked like cinnamon sticks floating in it. &#8220;What a pleasant change of pace,&#8221; i thought. Then i noticed the cinnamon sticks had heads, composite eyes, and spindly legs.<\/p>\n<p>Needless to say, Emily gave me The Look, and i knew there was no escape for me: time to chow down on Dragonfly Soup. The process was smiliar to the cow-belly soup from a few weeks ago: small spoonfulls, big gulps of coffee, swallow whole. Ignore taste.<\/p>\n<p>As I was finishing my soup, the conversations went something like this (in mixed Spanish and Q&#8217;anjob&#8217;al):<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\n  Lina: &#8220;You don&#8217;t like the soup?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Me: &#8220;No, no, i am just a little weak from the journey. I must eat slowly.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Lucy (one of the daughters) : &#8220;Can I have some more, Lina? Go extra on the dragonflies, please.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>(Lina dishes out some Mayan home-cookin&#8217; goodness)<\/p>\n<p>Me, to Lucy: &#8220;Are the dragonflies your favorite part?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Lucy: &#8220;mmm-hmm.&#8221; (nodding, as she stuffs three into her mouth)<\/p>\n<p>Emily: (under her breath)&#8221;Wow, you sure got a lot. I only got five.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Me: &#8220;I hate you right now.&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\nI did, however, succeed in eating all that was set in front of me. My greatest fear now is that I will get sick tonight and throw up. There is no reason I should; all was well-boiled. But if I do, it will be the most traumatic even of my time so far in Guatemala, becuase all of the dragonflies in my belly are still mostly whole, as I didn&#8217;t chew a single one. And they are sharp and pointy, and will hurt if they get stuck in my nose on the way out. Pray for me. And, of course, i have no picture to prove any of this, due to the sticky social situation. Argh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Gross food: one topic that never goes away. But first, some backstory. 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