Title should be Food and Worms. Plenty of other foods a typical person would consume are certainly not immune from living organisms treating them as home.
I was at a picnic one summer, and bit into a ripe, sweet strawberry. While enjoying that bite, I looked down at the remainder of the strawberry in my hand, and a worm came out of it. Luckily, it was a whole worm and not a portion of it…
I have never heard of of peripheral nerves being a gourmet treat, either. But, with this “head to tail” culinary philosophy, as seen on stuff like Andrew Zimmern…maybe that’s the next delicacy. I’ll stick to escargot.
I certainly appreciate what Alan is going through though: a pretty common reaction.
In Maine in the '90s there was unlimited diver harvesting of sea urchins, which were on their way to Japan by nightfall via the Japanese merchants at the docks. I tried them and loved them…though I had little company. Then, one Xmas in Maine someone obtained a batch for me. I got sicker than I ever remember being sick…for three days of fever and upset. I uniformly resist uni since and now. I sort of lost my interest in it, to say the least. Of course, the stuff called “uni” is really the gonads of the creature, which they don’t heavily publicize, but urologists probably understand best.
Come back to Maine for a few days, Alan, and I’ll cure your worm-o-phobia…OR you’ll create mine.At least we’ll have good wines in the process.
This is such a non-issue to me at this point. I had a white wriggler coming out of a piece of clearly under-cooked salmon once, and that was pretty gross, have also pulled a 3 inch black worm out of a piece of halibut before (dead in this case), but lessons learned- I inspect white fish for any dark spots and ensure to cook salmon properly and all is well.
Not eating fish because it might have worms is somewhat akin to not traveling out of fear of terrorism. You have just as much of a chance to choke on a hot dog in the safety of your own tin foil hat.
We were at a VERY nice restaurant in NYC when my wife was 9 months pregnant and she ordered the cod. Halfway through her meal, a little light pink worm stands up and gives us a wiggle out of her fish. The manager swooped in so fast my head spun, and they had a very quiet but intense freak out considering she was pregnant.
This was our last expensive meal before she was due, so we had gone all out. The restaurant apologized profusely, offered us tons of freebies, then comped the entire meal (which would have been VERY expensive as there was lots of Champagne being drunk by me).
Luckily, she is not squeamish (her mom is a sushi chef), but it was a bit surprising to see that at such a nice place. Needless to say, we did go back several times as we love the food and trust the kitchen. Everyone has an off day now and then.
Lots of little surprises in fresh porcini, too. I often blanch them quickly in a weak vinegar solution before gently picking. The first time I did, I was appalled at the number of larva wiggling out