Die Bloubakkie has no brakes!
When last did you find a snail in a bunch of fresh spinach? It’s quite something to behold: the slow yet determined grip-and-glide, grip-and-glide, tentacles-in-the air march deep into the folds of the green leaves. Behind the shell there’s the unmistakeable slimy trail; in front of it, a bite that – with no ill intentions – has been taken from the edge of a leaf.
But this morning, none of the steady stream of customers at the new Die Bloubakkie shop in Second Street seem concerned about the “damage” this little guy is causing. No, they tell you while you’re photographing away, if the snail is happy to eat the spinach, we know it’s healthy and poison-free, so we can happily eat it too. Fresh from the farm, as it should be.
It’s with good reason that Die Bloubakkie’s
