My first meal - a lesson learned

Today has been a mixed day. It's my second day in the office and after being shown the ropes by the person leaving yesterday I am kind of on my own (at least until my boss returns from the UK). At lunch time another member of staff kindly agreed to help me get some shopping and we walked to the nearest town centre. There is a large department store/supermarket where I wanted to buy towels. I had been there the day before and discovered that there are different sections to it. If you buy items in one area of the shop and want to enter another section you have to check your shopping into a pigeon hole and you receive a ticket to collect it on the way out. Obviously I promptly forgot it and returned home without my dried apricots and a melon. Luckily it was still there 24 hours later and nobody even commented! I also discovered there are lots of nice cafes, restaurants and bars near to me, as well as an English language bookshop and plenty of good shops - this area has been described as the Chelsea of Kathmandu!
This afternoon though I haven't been feeling well and went to bed straight after work. But i have just got up again to make some food. I'm really paranoid about throwing food out and wanted to use up some cauliflower that I bought a few days ago. This is partly because I got in a pickle at the market and ended up with 3 cauliflowers instead of 1. (I also have about 19 bananas which I'll have to start giving away soon). Anyway, in one pan I added some of the first (fairly small) cauli to a lentil dahl-ish. Then I carried on chopping up the other two much larger ones for a soup. I kept flicking away tiny specks of dirt until there just seemed more and more of them - and then I thought maybe the little specks were moving. Then near its core there were about 3 largish caterpillars, one of which I had managed to halve. :(
I have bravely struggled on picking them all out (and washing it well) but I'm not sure I can have got all of them, and there must have been loads that I didn't get from the first one (although I'm clinging to the fact that it was much smaller and presumably of less interest to a caterpillar family). So I have now made a revolting-looking bland cauliflower soup that I don't really want and a lovely looking dahl that I am a bit scared to eat. Still, I guess you can't catch much from a dead, well-cooked insect can you?