47. Escargot

I thought our "fancy dinner out" in Paris was the opportune time to try something new. So while Bryce ordered the (French) onion soup as his appetizer, I went with snails. After I finally figured out how to use the clamps and fork-spear to pry them out of their shells, I was unexpectedly delighted by the garlic butter drenched goodness. Once again I have to apologize for us not having a picture of what I'm talking about so here is a close, less-appetizing relative that we found on our bike excursion.