So here's the thing.
My mission in life now revolves around finding and eating more morel mushrooms.
Holy mouthwatering fungi Batman, those things are tasty!
Our Mr. Mushroom soaked them in salt water, then dried them off on some paper towels and proceeded to cut them in half and stuff them with cream cheese, garlic and a little soy sauce with minced fresh chives. He put them on a baking sheet and popped them in the oven. I asked him to leave a couple plain so I could taste them unadulterated.
The plain ones had just enough 'bite' to be interesting, and had a nice smokey flavor. I could eat them just like that if need be. But with all the filling in them? Be still my heart. . . they were fantastic.
I will probably spend most of my time in the woods bumping into trees now because I'll be searching for mushrooms.
(You already bump into trees in the woods. Don't lie.)
Who asked you to chime in?
(I have a standing invitation.)
I'm going to have to do something about that.
In other news, the same day we got the morels, we also gathered Icknish.
What is that?
An herb that looks like this….
It likes to grow on steep slopes so my ankle got a bit of a strain climbing up to it and let me know about it all the rest of the day. "Hey!" it kept saying, "I was broken once, take it easy on me!" I replied that it needed to suck it up, we're in the mountains now. There are going to be challenges.
Anyway, as I was harvesting my Icknish, I tasted a leaf. It tastes like a combination of celery, parsley and mint. Really nice. I think I ate a stalk of it many years ago and thought it too strong, but the leaves tasted nicer to me.
I really feel blessed to be learning how to find more wild edibles. There's something very primal about it. These foods are on a whole different level than picking blackberries. Not that there's anything wrong with that…. ;-)
I hear that chanterelle mushrooms are on the hunting agenda also.
I'm going to find myself a mushroom gathering basket. And I have decided to start my own mushroom journal. I hadn't really thought about it in these terms, but I realized that learning how to gather mushrooms was on my bucket list. It sure feels good to be working on that.
Tomorrow?
The Annual Rodeo Parade.
I'll try to get some good photos.
Your roving mountain reporter on the job!
It likes to grow on steep slopes so my ankle got a bit of a strain climbing up to it and let me know about it all the rest of the day. "Hey!" it kept saying, "I was broken once, take it easy on me!" I replied that it needed to suck it up, we're in the mountains now. There are going to be challenges.
Anyway, as I was harvesting my Icknish, I tasted a leaf. It tastes like a combination of celery, parsley and mint. Really nice. I think I ate a stalk of it many years ago and thought it too strong, but the leaves tasted nicer to me.
I really feel blessed to be learning how to find more wild edibles. There's something very primal about it. These foods are on a whole different level than picking blackberries. Not that there's anything wrong with that…. ;-)
I hear that chanterelle mushrooms are on the hunting agenda also.
I'm going to find myself a mushroom gathering basket. And I have decided to start my own mushroom journal. I hadn't really thought about it in these terms, but I realized that learning how to gather mushrooms was on my bucket list. It sure feels good to be working on that.
Tomorrow?
The Annual Rodeo Parade.
I'll try to get some good photos.
Your roving mountain reporter on the job!