Sometimes I wonder if Andrew Zimmern just wants a nice tame meal, but since he’s the star of Bizarre Foods, everywhere he goes, he’s imprisoned by it. Like maybe somebody invites him to a dinner party and everyone is eating spaghetti, but when the host delivers his bowl, he sees it has a bunch of crickets on it.
I think his neighbors probably dump all their rotten fruit at his house. People probably call him to ask if he wants to drink their expired milk.
