And the Morel of the Story is?

Around these parts Mothers Day usually signals the start of mushroom hunting season.  Mushrooms are serious business here in Michigan!  Hunters protect, guard, and defend their favorite hotspots and would never turn anyone on to where they find these delicacies year after year!

If you don’t have your own “hotspot” and you love eating those delicious black and white morels then be prepared to pay big bucks to those that do have a “hotspot!” I have seen grocery bags of them go from $60-100 dollars.

I was thinking that this wet, cold, late snow spring would hold back the mushroom harvest for a week or so, but my wife found one today peeking through a pile of leaves in our side yard.  Two years ago I found 6 huge ones in the same spot.  I guess the recent sunshine and mid 70’s temperatures have worked their magic.  I may just have to take a little stroll through the woods tomorrow.

When I do get my hands on a few of those delicious “fungi”  I like to fry them up in butter.  First though I dip them in milk and eggs then roll them in flour, salt, and pepper.  I don’t need a sirloin to go along with them, but that would be nice.  As far as I’m concerned they “stand alone” on my list of Natures Bounty!  the pleasure derived from eating these delicacies is the reason Mushroom Hunters will never reveal from where the “bounty” came.  My lips are sealed!

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