Out of the blue a grasshopper jumps out of the grass and lands right in front of me, on the lily pad. I always liked grasshoppers as a kid, I used to play with them, catch them –especially the big ones and then open my hands and see them fly away. This was is green like the baby grasshoppers near my grandma’s house, he’s cleaning his…Ugh!
My tongue just flickered, hit the grasshopper in the face and it is now in my mouth. I didn’t even gave order for it…What do I do? The poor thing is moving his legs and arms with so much panic…but wait, he does taste salty. My mouth crunches the grasshopper’s head and a wave of flavor sails down my throat. With two more munches the grasshopper is gone.