https://www.nytimes.com/2020/05/05/w...®ion=Footer
Cook them up. Add them to your liquor!
Yum!
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/05/05/w...®ion=Footer
Cook them up. Add them to your liquor!
Yum!
Umm, NOPE.
But, the more people that hunt them, the sooner they can be gone.(Hopefully).
"And for a regular dude I’m maybe okay...but what I learned is if there’s a door, I’m going out it not in it"-Duke
"Just because a girl sleeps with her brother doesn't mean she's easy..."-Blues
"The hornets can also give liquor an extra kick. Live specimens are drowned in shochu, a clear distilled beverage. In their death throes, the insects release their venom into the liquid, and it is stored until it turns a dark shade of amber."
OK, that is just Metal as fuck. #fact
I better not ever drink murder hornet venom liquor because I will never shut the fuck up about it.
Maybe I'm cynical, but my dad's culnary experiences in Asia (including one of those snake places were they nail the live snake to the wall and serve you venom and crap) and Anthony Bourdain's review of fugu (bland) make me think this is another one of those things men do to prove they are badass, and gets used to freak out western visitors. But it probably tastes bad or mediocre.
Also, I am not as metal as I used to be. Or certainly done with proving it.
(Pork head tacos with eyeball chunks is pretty metal, tho, and stinky/tasty! Need my taqueria back open!)
Going to shake my fist at some clouds again. 🙂
REPETITION CREATES BELIEF
REPETITION BUILDS THE SEPARATE WORLDS WE LIVE AND DIE IN
NO EXCEPTIONS
If you really feel the need to prove how metal you are in a stinging-insect manner, do what I did: pee on a yellowjacket nest.
No doubt you are a man after that. A very dumb male in much pain, but metal as hell, I guess. 🙄
Or maybe more crusty punk.
REPETITION CREATES BELIEF
REPETITION BUILDS THE SEPARATE WORLDS WE LIVE AND DIE IN
NO EXCEPTIONS