Proust-like, the COG revived memories of childhood holidays by the sea, by having a snack of whelks on the beach. Next time he's going to have jellied eels.
I had a little bite of a whelk. Tough and tasteless, and it didn't take me back to my childhood. So I don't think jellied eels are in my future.
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okay, that was very game of you, Bride, very game. You remember me and escargot? I have the same gag reaction just thinking about whelks.
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