... because our little kilo of same have proven to be surprisingly animated. Last night they got very
excited with all the rain in Athens and started to crawl hither, thither, and yon. Out of the basket we'd plunked them in, down onto the table, down the table legs, and at least 25 of them all over the floor (we're talking balcony here, not living room -- fear not). Put that
lively crowd into the "good eating" basket and started to babysit the others on 5-minutes shifts. Every time one got antsy enough to crawl out of the basket, he got categorized as tasty.
When bedtime came we put a couple of aerated plastic bags over the "think they're dead?" crowd and left them for the night. In the morning we had a number who'd escaped, including one on the ceiling. Food fun for everyone!
And the dog whose house was nearby was no help. A sheepdog. We clearly needed a snaildog ...
The point? Lots of lively snails soon to be eaten, but I'm looking for ideas
. Personally I like the French approach, and hubby's fine with the Greek, but surely some of you fine people "do" snails and have some ideas??