“You want some?”
I was taken off guard.
Austin and I had just walked outside of our guesthouse bedroom about to explore the small Northern Lao town of Nong Khiaw. I looked up. A Lao man sat on a raised platform next to a low lying bamboo table with a spread of food on it.
“You want to try some food,” he repeated in clearer English.
“Sure,” we replied, flattered by the invite. Taking a seat next to him, I grabbed a three finger pinch of sticky rice and promptly use it to scoop a helping of the food from the dish and into my mouth.
“Yum,” was the first word out of my mouth. “What is it?”
“Ant…”
“Ant Egg”
“A-N-T, ant”
“See” He dug his finger into the dish, brought up a whole ant, and held it up for us to examine.
“Yum…” I repeated
