Do oyster mushrooms grow on the same tree over multiple years? In fact, they do. Back in May of 2018, I’d been looking for morels in Mills Norrie park, on the Hudson River’s eastern bank, when I ran into two couples in the woods. It was clear they were doing the same thing I was: looking for morels. We chatted briefly, then went our separate ways. The morel hunting was bunk. Even though I’d been told the park had once delivered a good stash for a friend several years back, I wasn’t finding any. Still, a couple of hours in,
Oyster Mushrooms While We Wait
“What am I eating?” my friend Danny asks, picking at the leftover pasta and oyster mushrooms cooling on my stove. To which I explain how
Facing East, and Heading West
Throughout early May of this year I had a lot of success finding morels under tuliptrees. I’d been especially lucky finding morels under tuliptrees on
Hunting Trees, Hunting Morels
Morel season in full swing and I am once again in search of hallowed ground. As a new-ish transplant to the Northeast, I don’t have
Preparing for the Start of Morel Mushroom Season
With the snow receding, soil temperatures beginning to rise, and spring on the horizon my mind has been turning to morel mushrooms. Actually, it’s less
What To Do When Your Winemaker Hands You A Random Mushroom in Uruguay
Earlier this month, I had the luxury of spending a week in Uruguay, exploring the country’s wines. Bounded by Brazil and Argentina, the Atlantic Ocean
Reflections on Eating Bugs (and Drinking Them, Too)
Just a few weeks ago, in my story about finding my first Hen of the Woods, I wrote about not eating bugs. I’d be remiss to mention,
My History with Hen of the Woods: How the Maitake First Bested Me
About this time last year, I thought my foraging season was coming to an end. Still acclimating to the East Coast, I’d missed most of
Golden Oldie: The Chanterelle Salad Recipe Returns
Chanterelle season has arrived and I’m going crazy picking these gold-ish orange beauties. And, cooking as many as I can, as often as I can.
Oyster Mushrooms and Pheasant Backs Take the Day
With a few hours to kill in Michigan earlier this spring, I headed out to scope some new territory. While I was hoping to add