by tiresomemoi

My first year in Paris, I ate a lot of snails. One week I had escargots two days in a row, a supreme indulgence. At some point my mania faded and now I can’t remember the last time I ate the garlicky* invertebrates. This is apropos of graffiti I saw last week along avenue Denfert Rochereau.


Salt, avenue Denfert Rochereau20151209 Salt




Mad snail, avenue Denfert RochereauMad snail, avenue Denfert Rochereau




Salty snail, avenue Denfert Rochereau20151210 Salty snail





*I like my snails bathed in butter, garlic, and parsley. I don’t go in for faddish new fangled concoctions.