Peter: The tarantulas are greasy, but good. The legs are
crispy and each big hairy body is a decent-sized chewy bite that tastes like
… deep-fried tarantula. Faith asks me what they taste like, but in the
English language there are no words to describe it. If day-old deep-fried
chickens had no bones, had hair instead of feathers, and were the size of a
newborn sparrow, they might taste like tarantulas.
Faith: I break off a leg—it's two inches
long, but seems like twelve. … Peter makes it very clear to everyone that
I'm a lightweight in the Tarantula-Eating Hall of Fame. Big deal.