Standing in the glare of a 250 watt light bulb in the yard of his uncle’s house, Hilary Turyamugumya peers hopefully into the night sky in search of grasshoppers.

“Every evening I first pray for there to be power – and then I pray that the grasshoppers will come,” he says.

Stripped of their wings and fried with onions, grasshoppers are a delicacy in Uganda’s central region – gobbled up by the handful and washed down with beer in bars around Kampala.

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