Quote Originally Posted by Bamboozle View Post
My mother instilled the fear of God in me to never eat anything that looked like a mushroom unless it came from Kennett Square, PA in a wooden box with blue paper inside. It worked; these days I hunt my fungi in the supermarket despite having good morel hunting in the woods on my property.

I let my neighbor pick them, he's braver than me when it comes to wild food.

BTW - Is this the kind of wild leeks and ramps we are talking about?





Your killing me over here!