My BF's neighbor picked something that looks like this off a tree in the backyard and ate it.......
Did he have an urge to mop the floor after?
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My BF's neighbor picked something that looks like this off a tree in the backyard and ate it.......
I don't know.....but the neighbor did spend a long time vacuuming his car......engine and all, that evening.Did he have an urge to mop the floor after?
Wow, that takes me back! I remember my freshman college roommate ingested magical fungi and became convinced that her pizza was breathing. She was worried about its "little pepperoni mouths"If you feel ever like the pizza is trying to eat you, you may have accidentally eaten some...
hoss is a fun gi..........
I read somewhere to eat them with Doritos...I've heard that the magic ones never taste good.........
There is a website dedicated to morels, and where you can find them in your state. I guess it's true... you really can find anything in the interweb.I love them morels! Some of the finest eating you can experience. And hunting them is fun too.
...and that's the morel of that story.....There is a website dedicated to morels, and where you can find them in your state. I guess it's true... you really can find anything in the interweb.
Pennsylvania | Morels.com - Morel Mushrooms and Morel Mushroom Hunting
...and that's the morel of that story.....
...I tip my "cap" to that one...Who's shroomin' who?
...I tip my "cap" to that one...
Hey, Muskie, did you come to blows with your neighbor this year?Here in Northern Indiana (and, I suspect, in neighboring states) it's an all out death match as various shroomers scour the woodlands in search of the elusive (but very tasty) Morel Mushroom. Season only lasts from about the end of April to the middle of May. Already just about got in a fight with my idiot neighbor over which side of the fence I was on--the inbred hick saw my sister's car parked at the foot of my driveway, saw us out in the woods close to his side of the property line (but on MY SIDE of the half collapsed fence, damn it!), and came stomping out and yelling, thinking we were trespassing poachers. I tried telling the fur-faced puke who I was, tried explaining our position, but he would have none of it--just kept yelling at us in his testosterone-warped warble, basically calling us liars.
Now, I detest violence, and will avoid it at all costs; especially if said violence is the result of something so pointless as mere mushrooms. But to be called a liar, and threatened, on MY OWN PROPERTY, and with my sister present...well, no sir. I told him to come on over, by God, and we'd settle the damn issue right then and there. My fur was bristling, I was about a second away from going Wolvie-Beserk on the redneck. He either finally recognized me, or (I'd like to think) was scared away by my angry Gunslinger tone. Probably the former.
Anyhoo, Morels are serious business around here. That's how good they are. Just lightly roll in flour, fry in butter, pinch of salt--a taste worth fighting for, apparently.
....our scented son is fine, just busy doing 'Rat things.....I miss Muskrat's posts..
Maybe he's down in Florida, hanging out in a palm tree....our scented son is fine, just busy doing 'Rat things.....
...nope, he is definitely a water parting rodent....though that may be a cousin....Maybe he's down in Florida, hanging out in a palm tree
Posting this because I think it would annoy the living crap out of Muskie......our scented son is fine, just busy doing 'Rat things.....
...homicidal mania....Posting this because I think it would annoy the living crap out of Muskie..