Plain as the nose on my face.

Plain. That’s what I am. At least in the way of taste.
Disclaimer. I will try anything when it comes to food. I have ordered “meat dish” in a Pub in Amsterdam, after a friend dared me. He had asked the waiter what kind of “meat” was in the dish, and the waiter responded, “We really never know.” For the record, it was delicious, but I was very hungry. You see, I’m not particularly picky either. Most things I like well enough. However, with that said, I like some things better than others, and I don’t especially spend a lot of time with foods that I just feel half-hearted about.

What I’m getting back around to is this. I like the plain. It was the way I was raised. Our mother disliked all things in spice jars. Occasionally, onion or garlic might make its way to our little palettes, but essentially, we all took turns with the salt and pepper shakers. I still do, truth be told. Mostly the salt.

All of this stirs around because of a recent headline in the paper. It alerted us that “Grasshopper Pizza is taking the world by swarm.” Apparently, this is happening in Las Vegas, where they are having a bit of a problem with grasshoppers. As they say, necessity is the mother of all inventions.

They are calling it “The Canyon Hopper” pizza at Evel Pie. It went on the menu this past week, after a migration of grasshoppers occurred. Grasshoppers of Biblical proportions. I’m told the bugs were terribly thick. So much so, it looked like a storm on their weather radar systems.

So the guys at this restaurant put out a novelty pizza. They threw some roasted grasshoppers on a pie with baked goat cheese, caramelized onions and chorizo. The reporter said that biting into a roasted grasshopper, is a lot like chewing on a pork rind.

But the pizzas are selling out like crazy and they ran out of bugs. They ordered the grasshoppers from Amazon. Now they are waiting for more. I guess you can’t just go outside and harvest them for yourself.

I’m sure I’d give it a try, if someone when divvies with me on the pie. Otherwise, it would be plain cheese pizza for me, with little or no sauce. That’s how I roll. Or hop. Depending.


“Excellent!” I cried. “Elementary,” said he.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle, The Complete Sherlock Holmes


“The greatest wealth is to live content with little.”
― Plato


“The most complicated skill is to be simple.”
― Dejan Stojanovic