I had escargot on the brain because the girls have been singing non-stop their favorite prématernelle song entitled -what else- Escargot. Here are the words:
Montre moi tes cornes
Ou sinon, je te mets
Dans la casserole
Translation: Snail, snail. Show me your horns. Or I'll put you in the pot.
Yep. And that's exactly what we did. Here's the recipe for Papa Mathieu's Escargot.
Serves 40 squeamish people or 1 hungry gardener
20 large snails
1 teaspoon salt
1 tablespoon oil
a couple of spoonfuls of peanut butter
Place 20 snails freshly plucked from the ground, walls or tree trunks in a pot of boiling water.
Let them boil until they start to come out of their shells.
Drain. Then scoop them out with a fork and separate the nasty stuff from the rest of the body. (I was a little unclear about the difference here.)
Wash them and put back in the pot with salt and oil.
Cook for 5 minutes.
Then add onion, tomato, peanut butter (!) and a bit of water.
Let cook for 10 minutes. Serve to your children.
Who will immediately drop it on the floor.
Force them to eat it anyway.
But not as much as this guy...
Next up, Mathieu asks if he can cook us some frog. "Oh frog legs?" I asked. Nope, the whole thing.