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    In Missouri, a Cicada Ice Cream Flies Off the Shelf

    By | Shine Food – Wed, Jun 15, 2011 10:35 PM EDT

    Source: In Missouri, a Cicada Ice Cream Flies Off the Shelf

    Forget screaming for ice cream. At one shop in Columbia, MO, customers could order a frozen dessert flavor that's worth actually chirping about.

    Sparky's Homemade Ice Cream released a half-batch of cicada ice cream on June 1, only to have it sell out immediately. To prepare the treat, the shop's employees collected cicadas in their backyards and, removing the dead bugs' wings, boiled them to cook them and covered the insects in brown sugar and milk chocolate. The candied cicadas were then mixed into a brown sugar- and butter-flavored ice cream base.

    "The batch just flew out of here! No pun intended," said Scott Southwick, the establishment's owner. But dreams of a second batch were promptly quashed by the City of Columbia/Boone County Department of Public Health and Human Services. "The food code doesn't directly address cicadas," said environmental health manager Gerry Worley. "We advised against it."

    I don't know about you, but I think the ice cream sounds kind of tasty. But then again, that's coming from someone who's willingly sampled dung beetle soup! Would you eat it?


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