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Monday, March 02, 2009

s-car-go

on both saturday and sunday night, we spent an hour -- around midnight -- carefully pulling snails from the garden, dirt, and grass. and dunking them in beer and/or soapy water to drown them. we squatted in the back and front yards, with a worklight illuminating the slimey creatures, unpeeling these boogers from their happy places.

on saturday, we used chopsticks on the front yard. no joke. we realized, by sunday, that gloves work better. one-purple-gloved michael jackson in search of evil garden snails. escargot, my ass.

it was gross. they make fizzy noises when they realize what's going on.
we harvested about 200 each night.

want some snail soup?

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