After days and days of rain, I was thrilled to look out of the kitchen window yesterday to see sunshine and this, a beautiful 6″ high morel, growing under a dying elm tree in our backyard. (Honestly, it looked like someone had dropped a dildo on our lawn, but my inner mycologist got more excited about the thought of a wild mushroom quiche!)
I was worried the morel would be mushy after all the rain, but it was perfect. A swish around some heavily salted warm water got the resident bugs and dirt out. Then since I really wasn’t in the mood for mushrooms, I dehydrated the morel for next week’s menu.
DH is laughing at me because I keep poking around under all of our trees for more mushrooms. If there’s one, there’s gotta be more ….
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Holy crap, that’s a beautiful thing. I, too, had a plethora of mushrooms out in my yard after all the crazy rain last week. But I’m no truffle hunter…I’m sure they were of the poisonous or at least tasteless variety.