It is that time of year-just after the first good post-summer rain, when the air is fresher, the trees are brighter and the faithful edible snails, or lumache, as we say in Italian, are coming out to play.
And this is serious business for people in my neck of my woods.
You see, the French don’t have the stronghold on preparing these delicacies … the Calabrians think they are just as good. (They just don’t market, or shall we say, share them as well as the French do.)
I saw this little sucker the other day and knew it was just a matter of time before my husband and father-in-law were digging in the dirt and growling at me for not trying them.
Unfortunately, somebody beat them to it.
Oh yes, I give it another week or so before my suocero fills his bag and starts serving ’em up with a thick homemade marinara to my husband and his brother. And I’ll be there … just watching.
Have you ever tried snails? What did you think? Would you recommend them?