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The salad greens are going crazy in the greenhouse at the farm right now, so Mom and I make big salads every day for lunch. I’m known for my love of salads. Whenever I go out to eat in a restaurant, the waiters always look at my mom for confirmation that yes, indeed, the salad I just ordered is actually the only thing I’d like for dinner. I inherited my passion for salads from NannyJane and Mom!
Hot on the heels of my recent peek into the peculiar genius of the Gleaner’s Kitchen,
I find myself facing another burning question about our food boundaries …
Would you eat
( . . . . . )
Before you answer, let me qualify my query.
I’m not asking if you would pluck a beetle from your yard and …
It’s okay; I’ll give you a moment to recover before I move on …
The bugs that beg the question emanate from a more elegant field of entomology.
Actually, Ento for short.