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Woodcock, aka Timberdoodle. Pigeon sized snipe like bird eats mostly earthworms, has chocolate brown flesh. Dad loves 'em, me not so much.
I've had Uni (sea urchin roe) twice, once to try it and once to see if the revolting quality of the first time was a fluke. It wasn't.
Eel. Dad likes 'em pickled; I like 'em broiled.
Japanese Beetles. Wings & legs removed then fried in butter. Pain in the ass to make, but absolutely delicious. Cross between popcorn and lobster.
Duck is fantastic. I make it for thanksgiving instead of turkey (though I may make a bourbon brined wild tukey at some point).
I agree with the "if it moves, it's food" crowd, and add that if something that moves eats it, it's food. Anything that can be eaten has been, and a ton of things that can't be eaten as is have been "solved" so to speak. Manioc, f'rinstance, is deadly poison raw, but properly processed is quite nutritious - it's the pearls in tapioca pudding.
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