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Thanksgiving is for Hunting

Thanksgiving is for Hunting

I suppose when you grow up in Michigan it’s natural to think the third Thursday in November is meant to be hunted. It’s a tradition that was more common with the men of my youth than myself, however. Still, this Thanksgiving found me less in […]

Morel-less for Mother’s Day

Morel-less for Mother’s Day

It’s Mother’s Day when I finally arrive in Benzie County and I have nothing but a handful of leeks to show for it. Every forest I’ve stepped into has been bone dry, save for Waterloo at the southern end of the state. Hunting what the […]

The Ramps of Allegheny

The Ramps of Allegheny

I leave NJ in a tremble of excitement. I leave NJ in a driving in rain. I’m headed west, it’s spring, and the maps I watch and the mushroom groups I follow all indicate that Michigan is on the precipice of morel season. I pack […]

New Jersey Morels: Take Two

New Jersey Morels: Take Two

Why let a little rain stop me? On the first Sunday in May I bundle up and head out. It’s probably still early in the season, but I’m dying to get out, so I grab my raincoat and head southeast. My plan had been to […]

A Single Mushroom Grows in Wine Country

A Single Mushroom Grows in Wine Country

Every time I’m in Walla Walla in the spring I press my foraging friends into taking me out into the woods. This April was no different. It’s cold when I arrive at John and Mary’s house early on a Tuesday morning, but I’m glad to see […]

In Search of Southern Comforts

In Search of Southern Comforts

It’s too early for morels, probably too dry, too, but I headed to Virginia last week looking for my favorite springtime wild edible anyway. Actually, that’s not true. I went south to learn about Virginia wines and to attend the Virginia Wine Summit, but that gave me an […]

Wild Onion for Easter

Wild Onion for Easter

It’s always the last thing you spot, the hidden-in-plain site prize feet away from your car. I descended on the Delaware Water Gap, just west of the Appalachian Trail, on a sunny late March Saturday, the day before Easter. It was 60 degrees, unseasonable but […]

The Leaving

The Leaving

Why take the easy way out of town when you can add hours of driving to the trip? Because the recent rain had promised the prospect of mushrooms, that’s why. So, for that reason instead of taking I-90 out of Seattle for the last time, […]