If anything would survive the radiation, it's bugs. They must have some nightmarish roaches, somewhere. Or possibly Weta bugs. Just one of those could practically be a whole meal.

"That's a shame. If it's a problem, though, I'm sure you could find somebody more expert on the matter. I'm afraid I've gotten lazy, myself, and the world I live in allows it." He gives her a wry little smile, almost apologetic. There was a time people in his own world lived much closer to the sources of their food, and had to work for it, and the change was gradual but the contrast is astonishing when he bothers to think about it.