Tuesday, November 10, 2009


(PICTURE: A jar of marinated crickets.)

I've said it before and I'll say it again: You can take the boy out of Fear Factor, but you can't take Fear Factor out of the boy.

As I've mentioned once or twice, I worked for the television show Fear Factor for a number of years. Every once in a while the show would pay me $100 to taste test something revolting. Well, old habits are hard to break. As class was ending on Friday I heard Katie next door talking with her students about crickets. One of her student's mother had marinated a jar full of crickets and the student had brought them in for Katie to try. I walked into the classroom, approached the table and was the first one to gobble one down. Unlike the stuff I would eat at Fear Factor, the crickets were actually delicious.

(PICTURE: The cricket is in my hands and soon to be in my belly.)

Katie -- after bugging out for a few seconds -- eventually ate a cricket too. Paula then walked into the room and matched my bravery as she ate a cricket without flinching.

(PICTURE: Katie in her moments up to eating her snack.)


Jewish mother said...

How does it compare to brisket?

Benjamin said...

Closer than you would think.

sam said...

stick to crickets. leave the dogs alone.