Growing up, it was my job to pick and wash the lettuce for our daily dinner salads. Being a kid, I didn't enjoy the job as much as I may today. I often did a fast swish of water and threw it into the salad bowl. Occasionally, I MAY have missed a little slimy visitor, the slug.
I remember one summer night, after multiple slug sighting at the dinner table, my dad (lightheartedly) threatened to make me eat the next slug that was found. After that I did a much better job checking the leaves for slugs and other critters.
I still wasn't always a perfect lettuce washer and often hid vinegrette-drowned slugs under my plate, hoping I was the only one who noticed. Apparently, things haven't changed much.
Salad rolls stuffed with baby lettuce, pea pods, cilantro and some porkloin rubbed with Chinese 5 spice (and a slug).