Imagine an ordinary garden sowbug, the size of your little fingernail, blown up to the size of a football: 12.8 inches long, 2.2 pounds (https://nypost.com/2025/01/15/science/massive-new-bug-species-is-so-horrifying-its-been-named-after-darth-vader/).
These newly-discovered critters live on the bottom of the sea. Supposedly there’s another kind down there that was 5.7 pounds. They live off the coast of Viet Nam.
Now imagine eating one. They’ve suddenly become a hot item on the Vietnamese menu.
Maybe it’s like lobster. Or nice blueclaw crabs. Imagine the first human being who tried eating lobster. Did that take courage, or what? (James Michener thought so.)
God’s creation takes surprising forms; and some of them are edible.
My mother wouldn’t eat lobster or even shrimp, Iet alone crawfish aka “mudbugs”), because she said they looked like giant cockroaches or silverfish. (About the shrimp, she was speaking of the ones that hadn’t yet been decapitated and cleaned up for the market.)
My mother never once served lobster, although my father loved it. Patty and I once had live lobsters shipped to him for (was it his birthday, or some other holiday? I can’t remember) a special treat… and he still never got them. *Sigh*
Laws given to Moses specified which foods were Kocher, the in New Testaments all foods were declared good (Peter’s vision of the sheet from heaven?).
Being allowed to eat it and being brave enough to eat it are two different things.