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

(  . . . . .  )

bugs?

Before you answer, let me qualify my query.

I’m not asking if you would pluck a beetle from your yard and …

C-R-U-N-C-H it.

Photo by Bob Peterson via Wikimedia Commons

It’s okay; I’ll give you a moment to recover before I move on …

Ready?

Atta girl.

The bugs that beg the question emanate from a more elegant field of entomology.

Actually, Ento for short.

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