I spent the night at my friend’s house the other day and was told that we were going to have couscous with fish the following day. When I woke up the next morning I was a little worried by what I saw in the kitchen. Snails! They were trying to crawl out of the pan my friend’s mom was washing them in. I suddenly felt sick. I knew this family only had snails on special occasions so I didn’t think I could get out of eating them.
As water started to boil the smell of the snails made me feel even sicker. Then my friend told me that they were preparing the snails early so they would be ready by dinnertime. I was so relieved that I wasn’t going to be there for dinner!
At lunch we had couscous with fish as planned. We all ate out of one giant bowl as is traditional to do here. It was so good! There was a small boil of snails on the table which I did my best to avoid. By the end of the meal I was persuaded to try one snail. One of the girls told me they taste like clams or muscles. She was right, it didn’t taste all that bad; but even so, I hope I don’t have to eat them again.
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