In 1968 I was living in a dorm my freshman year and we had some RC in the closet. It opened one, took a swig, it tasted very strange so I looked closer at the bottle and it had a semi digested grasshopper in it. At that time RC was very popular in the Midwest, and I loved the stuff, but I’ve never been able to drink another drop. Stuff happens.
Used to drink it here in Georgia in the early 60s all the time. I’m glad I never ran across the grasshopper thing, though.
I guess human-hating leftists who want the world to stop eating meat and stuff in favor of insects would call that a ‘delicacy’ now...