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The right olives ... like kalamata or Mount Athos green ... are heaven in your mouth. Too many complex tastes to describe. I close my eyes and give myself up to my senses when I'm eating a Mount Athos olive ...
Snail ... no. I ate one, long ago, on the principle that I couldn't say I didn't like it if I hadn't tried it. Well, bullshit to THAT principle. All I could think of, as I chewed and chewed this rubbery, dirt-tasting thing, was that I was chewing on a f***ing snail. I wanted to retch it up but couldn't, as I was standing in the middle of my parents' 25th anniversary party. But I've never touched a snail since, and now I adhere to my own principle of 'if you think it will make you vomit, say HELL NO (i.e. pass on it gracefully, with a smile)'.
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The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated. - Ghandi 
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