Saturday, April 16, 2011
Missouri and Mushrooms – Z to A Blogging Challenge
When the weather turns mild, the trees feather out their leaves, and a warm rain falls, people will brave ticks and charge through Keep Out signs to look for mushrooms, or specifically, morels.
Okay. I am not one of them.
Yes, they are tasty dumped in an egg and cracker batter and fried in butter.And there is a certain thrill in the discovery of a large patch. Then bragging rights can ensue.
But, you people are nuts. First off, there are ticks. TICKS *shiver*. Some are big enough to pick off but others are what we call ‘seed’ ticks, about the size of the period at the end of this sentence.
Get a couple hundred of those on you and I guarantee, the dance you do will not require music.
Then if you do find morels and avoid the ticks, you must soak the mushrooms in salt water to get rid of the little mite-thingies.
No thanks. I’ll stick with regular old white cap or Portobello that I can hunt in relative safety at the local grocery store.
But, if you’ve got extra morels lying around, you will let me know, right?