The gorgeous swirls of a shell. Recently when I was in Florida, I thought I should collect shells from the beach, but I didn't. Actually, in the all the time, I grew up in a coastal city, never once have I had the urge to collect shells! Hmm.. Odd isn't it? Nevertheless, whenever I do see these swirled shells in my fish shop, I have irresistible urge to devour them!

The first time I tasted escargots was well, NOT in France. Many a Parisian bistro, I have passed but I have actually never eaten these typically buttered buggers there despite knowing it to be their delicacy. I actually tasted them in... err. NYC {ok, kill me now!}.