I wuvvvvvvvv escargots and rarely think about them sliming the pathway, LOL!
OK.....I'll tell you my cassoulet joke.
The ex husband is French-Belgian and in an effort to make him comfy in this country I tackled the canons of French cuisine. When it came to cassoulet, it took 3 or 4 days to put the dish together. Finally, with several layers of toasted buttered breadcrumbs sunk in between, it's completed and I dish it out for him and the "Spaghettios" (that was one of our in house nicknames for the kiddos) and waited with bated breath for his thoughts.
Him:" Wow this is delicious".
Me: "Thank you."
Him: "This is better than my mom's".
Me: (now capable of blotting out the sun w/ pride):" Really!?"
Him: "Yes, she normally just opened up a can".
I, now eat quietly and properly deflated.