When we were young, we used to have a river at the back of our house. The river was so clean then. I remember going to fish and collect snails. Kohol, we call them. My mom would cook it in coconut milk. We had fun taking the meat out of the snails before eating them. That was probably 30 years ago.
Then I went to Indonesia for a conference with my husband. Our Indonesian friends took us out for their local cuisine and ordered Kohol (tutut in Bahasa Indonesia). I had a good time eating them and good time of remembering my childhood days.