Witchity Grub

I ate a witchity grub in Witchity Bore.

So if you have never heard of a witchity grub, think of the movie "The Lion King", then try to remember the scene where Simba eats the worm/caterpillar type thing. That is a witchity grub. But I am neither a lion or cartoon. Just a silly thrill seeking American. Haha. I made friends with some rowdy road workers who stayed at Tilmouth for a bit. I would go and have BBQs at their camp on Sundays. One man conveniently found one grub. That was massive. It was about the length on my middle finger (granted I have small Asian hands, but it's still like 2.5 inches) and the wider than my thumb. Did I mention that it was alive?

The guys were nice enough to let me have a beer as a chaser. One Australian girl said that was the biggest witchity grub she had ever seen. So that helped my nerves. It didn't help that the grub was moving around in my hand. The feel of it was gross! Haha. It looked like it would be hard like a hairless caterpillar. Wrong. It was squishy and kinda soft like a worm. But with grooves.

They convinced me to eat it raw. So I did. I have now killed something with my teeth. I'm like a savage animal now. Watch out. You are not suppose to eat the head. I think they said it tastes bad? But really I think it's just so it doesn't bite you back when you eat it. I bite into it. Chewed about twice and swallowed it down. The taste of it was okay (once I allowed myself to taste the left over after the beer). It tasted similar to sweet corn. Weird, I know. It's really the texture of it and the thought of it that is the most disturbing. I tried to explain to my Australian friends it is kind of like if I were on Fear Factor... which they just gave me blank stares and said "Americans watch way too much reality TV".

It was definitely an experience. I ate it just because I told the Cottrell girls (the girls I nannied) I would eat it if I got the chance. I couldn't let them down.

And it adds to a cool story.