These little buggers swarmed our camp the other night. They are like a flying ant, they fly around for a couple of hours, then there wings fall off.  The next morning I was walking into the office, and I saw all our cleaning ladies kneeling on the grass, me being the good ol Canadian asked "what are you ladies doing" picking up these bugs, they said, I said Ok, why. Well what they do is collect all the live ones, put them into a frying pan with some salt and lunch is served. I think I will stick with my Kirkland signature canned chicken and rice, thank you very much.