I scarred my kids for life when I ate the grub in front of them.

Bear Grylls did it. Why couldn't I?

It was tiny and green, and before I tried it, I skewered it with a stick and attempted to cook it over a fire.

It was like a hazelnut-flavored marshmallow with a slightly crunchy outside.

We were near a river when this happened and not too far from civilization that weekend.

I was always teaching my kids different ways of handling these things. This paper-filter thing is another good one to know.

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