That's actually quite true. I'd say that "legs" are far from Southern or Cajun, more of a "delicacy." The last place I had them served platters as hors d'oerves -- very much like a tender fried chicken drummette. I'll give you this: if you look at them too closely, kind of makes you sick!
A related note: my Jubilee plant gave me my first yellow tomato over the weekend and it was DEE-LICIOUS. Oh, and you've never had salsa until you've had my soon-to-be-world-famous Chipolte-Grilled Salsa.