I'm having an early supper, around 3PM. Half a lemon and water, cottage cheese and some light, Chianti sausage. "Dirty Jobs" comes on. Haven't seen this one. They're collecting leeches and bloodsuckers, to sell. Collecting out of a swamp. One of the guys mentions that they eat the leeches sometimes. "...." I said, while I stopped chewing. Chewing stops, frowning starts. One of the leech collector guy's son is a chef. Trained in France. He shows Mike how to "clean" the leeches. Mike mentions how they definitely cook them first? "No. Not always. You wanna see me eat a live one? See it squirm on my tongue?" he pops one on his tongue and sure enough... it squirms, right on cue. The leech is chewed [mouth open] and swallowed. Mike is offered one but he declines. Dave Barsky accepts and eats one. Raw. Whole. Didn't even warm it up, in a microwave, first. Barsky says "It's really not bad!" The rest of the leeches are breaded and deep fried (they make a squealing sound when frying), until they are crispy and then eaten with various sauces. All are declared "Not bad at all." After all this, I discovered that my chickens like sausage if you cut it up small and the sausage has no salt and is really soft. They enjoyed the rest of my cottage cheese as well, but I kept the lemon water as that somehow managed to still seem refreshing.