Mr. Gavalas and Ms. Tricha chose to move back to his native Chios, an Aegean island closer to Izmir, Turkey, than to Athens. They set up their boutique farm using $50,000 from their families’ life savings. That investment has yet to pay off; they will have their first harvest later this year. But the couple are confident about their decision.
“When I call my friends and relatives in Athens, they tell me there’s no hope, everything is going from bad to worse,” Ms. Tricha said on a recent afternoon, as she walked through her greenhouse, where thousands of snails lumbered along on rows of damp wooden boards. “So I think our choice was good.”
How bad can my life be? I work inside, no heavy lifting and…I DON’T RAISE SNAILS!!!
A SNAIL FARM? Seriously? I know there are worse ways to make a living but I can’t think of any right off hand.
It’s not that I hate them…actually they are kind of cool to watch, crawling on the edge of a straight razor.
But that trail. That slimy mucus trail. Jeez.
I have heard that you can trap the critters with beer. Seems like a waste to me.