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Irritable Farmer's avatar

Linh, just in case you hit the motherlode while there;

Snails in Garlic Butter Servings: 4

Ingredients

24 large canned snails, rinsed and drained

1 medium shallot, sliced

0.25 pound unsalted butter cut in cubes

8 large garlic cloves

1 small parsley bunch, about 1 cup

12 large basil leaves

Salt and freshly ground pepper

Instructions

In a pan on medium heat, melt 1 ounce of butter and sweat the shallots and snails for 3 to 4 minutes. Season with salt and pepper, stir and store in a bowl. In the small bowl of a food processor, chop the garlic, parsley and basil leaves.

Add the cubed butter, salt, and pepper until the butter is soft and the ingredients are thoroughly combined. Arrange the sautéed snails in individual ovenproof serving dishes; cover each dish with a generous tablespoon of garlic butter. Before baking, sprinkle a teaspoon of breadcrumbs on top of the snails.

Bake in a 400°F oven for 10 to 15 minutes, until the butter, begins to bubble and brown. Serve with a crusty French baguette for sopping up the sauce.

Ăn ngon miệng nhé

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Tom Herzog's avatar

I've had flirtatious glances with snails in my suspicious and dubious past. But for now let it suffice that while not every snail is a man, every man (or woman) is sometimes a snail.

For a snail to traverse 10 yards is analogous to a man traversing to the moon. "That's one small step for man, one giant leap for [snaildom].

I believe it was the great Stoic Roman emperor, Marcus Aurellus who, while spending the northern winter of the year 156 A.D. in the dark, dismal and endless forests, north of the Danube River, in Germania fending off attacks by the German barbarians, who wrote in his "Meditations", "Someday, someone will invent the car (autobus maximus) and it will be a hell of a lot easier to drive down to Rome on La Strada for a holiday (rather than traveling like a 'snail' marching with my legions ) to meet up with my friends Gore Vidal and Marcelo Mostriani at the fountains of La Trevia."

Or maybe the great emperor didn't write this. But he wanted to.

I believe it was the Roman historian Tacitus who wrote of a fellow countryman who had made the arduous journey from Gaul in the west to far eastern Germania (what would today be the Polish border). It was said that between the perpetually gloomy weather of the region and the thick and endless coniferous forests the Roman traveler journeyed for weeks without ever seeing the sun.

Your photo (albeit in the form of a mugshot) looks good. Mr. Harrari, on the other hand, looks like the psychopathic, contemptuous criminal that he is. Just as Mr. Trudeau looks like the goof-ball that he indeed is.

I'm greatly chagrined to admit it but my last driver's license photo looks much like that guy with the "tat" on the right side of his face. Maybe that's why the cops pull me over all the time (and I don't even have a car!).

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