Morel Mushrooms are a VERY BIG DEAL around here.
|Elliott and John picked this big bag of mushrooms in a few hours on a Sunday afternoon.|
The mushrooms appear on the first days of summer. They come up after a few warm days, when the grass is green and the Jack-in-the-Pulpits are blooming. The hunting is good just as the snakes are waking up from their winter sleep. (which is why I don't go mushroom hunting)...
I love so many things about living in a seasonal world. When I think about it, (and I was really old before I thought about it) -- I LOVE living in a world where important things happen just once a year. In Iowa, the first winter snow is magical. When the leaves turn orange, our woods are glorious, but only for a few precious days. Last month, our asparagus was terrific, and we ate it until we were sick of it...but we won't have asparagus again until next May.
When I told Lilly we'd be having mushrooms for supper, she was very excited.
|She put on an apron and we got to work...|
|You could fry them in butter right now -- or you could dip them in an egg wash and roll them in bread crumbs...|
|Lilly was so excited! She set the table, folded the napkins...|
|Our finished mushrooms. We went for the tri-fecta. Flour, then egg, then bread crumbs. Fried in butter (with a little oil, just to keep things from burning)!!|
|The table looked wonderful...and this is the last picture we got that day. Moments later -- we pounced on those babies!! DELICIOUS...|