First, tell the slugs that they are long overdue for a holiday. When they start cheering and feeling all happy, provide them with some going away drinks. The drinks of course have a little something extra in them.
Once the slugs have passed out, toss them in the pot, add salt, pepper and water, bring to the boil and then blend with cream. Serve to the guests who believe it to be mushroom soup.
Well, Slugland was a bit of a waste of time. Not much was achieved there. Yes, I learnt some new cabbage recipes, learnt new techniques in how to breed, modify and train slugs, and acquired some new killer slugs that are deadly by the touch but I felt that I could've achieved much more if I had just stayed home, pricked my finger, thrown cabbages at Dieter and gotten my current crop of slugs to infiltrate Dieter's home and steal all of his tins of soup. Oh well.
Tomorrow I venture out and off to Slugland - land of slugs and other slug-related things. I quite often visit Slugland to stock up, find more slugs, learn new slug techniques, slug recipes, visit slug friends and just do all things slug. It's an absolutely fascinating time full of slime, broths and games of chess with the wise old slugs of Slugland. Slugland is just off the A2, if you fancy coming along.
In Maputo I am known for my love of tinned tuna.