When the termites swarm, it's a big pygmy delicacy. I was hanging out with this tribe in the interior of the Congo. This girl and I were tripping along one night in the dark jungle. She looked up at me and held out this swarming hand of bugs. She grabbed one, chewed it, looked at her hand, then looked at me. And so, being from Charleston and having good manners, I took it. Eating termites in the Congo is not like eating chocolate-covered ants. They're big guys. Two inches long, easy, and half an inch thick. They have big wings. Two pair. You use the wings as chopsticks. They have four legs, with grappling hooks on every foot that they use to hook on to wood. Sharp. You bite the head as he's coming at you, which stops him from breaking up your lips with those hooks. They're delicious -- taste like Brazil nuts -- though I didn't quite taste 'em until the seventh one because I was stoned on pygmy white lightning at the time.
— model, actress Lauren Hutton