Okay. You say “escargo,” I say, “escargot.” Maybe the free range kind, you know, the native-born U.S. sort used to the wide open spaces, maybe their species has a different name spelling.
This was in front of a restaurant in Annacortes. They can have all the free range escargot they can find in my garden. They’re hearty. And well fed.
Great sign – goes well with one I saw that said “Free weeds, you pick”. Love a good sense of humor .
Very funny. I’ve always felt that I’ll eat escargot or escargo when there is nothing left to eat on the face of this planet. They could have mine in my garden, too, except I have no garden and have seen no escargot/escargo/cargoshorts/ etc. 🙂
I’m with you, Kay, I also say escargot but I don’t eat them. I actually prefer the small ones, perfect to go with a cold beer at a beach bar.
Apparently there is a worldwide shortage of escargot.
I say “escargo,” as in “Thank you, but I will pass on the escargo.”
do you eat them?
i cannot… just the thought… yuk!!
when on holidays in france at the camping after a rainstorm; all the french kids would be out with plastic bags collecting all of them…. coming from nowhere and everywhere because of the rain. but the thought… yuck!!!!!