Jumiles: The Allure of Eating Insects, Sol de Mexico
Ever since I saw Steve McQueen hunker down on some smashed cockroaches and millipedes in
Papillon, I’ve been intrigued by the thought of eating insects. Most of the world does it -- and every one of us has eaten mandibles, claws and probably whole creepy-crawlies in flour and other food stuffs, so why the heck not do so consciously? It obviously won't kill you.
There’s a certain allure to eating insects; I’m not talking about bug sushi a la McQueen, but cooked and prepared in much the same way as you would any of the other beings lower on the food chain.
Last week, I was fortunate enough to sample jumiles at Sol de Mexico. These are grasshopper-like creatures, with a slightly woodsy note that is rather subtle and easy to lose in a tomato and chile salsa.
The flavor was so slight, I pretty much had to eat the sauce straight to pick up the buggy savor. These little critters have a chewy exoskeleton, reminiscent of the cartilaginous shell of the ant eggs we had at Spoon Thai years ago. It’s not a fabulous taste sensation, but it’s not unpleasant, and it is educational. Plus, if I’m ever imprisoned in French Guyana, I will be much less hesitate about consuming my cell mates.
If this condiment interests you, I’d bet Carlos has more on hand.
David “I’ll eat anything…twice” Hammond
"Don't you ever underestimate the power of a female." Bootsy Collins