Yesterday my DIL knocked on the door and asked if I wanted to go mushroom hunting. We’ve had recent rains and it turns out our back five acres is a good place to go hunting.
It took me a bit to figure out what I was looking for, but pretty soon I recognized the yellow-orange chanterelle mushrooms and picked a whole bag.
Paul made mushroom gravy to add to our dinner and the rest will probably be cut into small chunks and cooked up in a bit of butter (I’m told that is the best way to serve them).
I’m totally getting into this whole foraging thing. 🙂