Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Wild Mushrooms

When do you become true Ohioans? Is it when you have lived here a few years, or when you learn all the local pronunciations for towns (Lima is pronounced like the bean and Gambier is Gam-beer)? Is it when you can eat venison without thinking about Bambi? I have decided it is when you hike through the woods in the rain, looking for fungus....to EAT. Yesterday Ron and I became true Ohioans then. And we woke up this morning still breathing. Here are the results of the hunt.

Sauted in butter with a sprinkle of sea salt. Very "earthy" tasting. Diana

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