T'is the Season
I had a call from a friend yesterday and she told me that I was missing out on a very important pastime that used to be a very important part of our life when I lived in Dauphin. This spring ritual was mushroom picking - morels - to be exact. Four of us used to take off into the bush areas of the countryside and pick these special delicacies that Mother Nature provided so abundantly just for the picking. Granted, some areas also yielded woodticks in almost disgusting abundance as well but we warded them off by wearing clothing that repelled them and the more stubborn ones, we simply killed off. Those mushroom expeditions were worth any inconvenience, any sacrifice to us! What a delicious treat these were, served up in a sauce of sauteed onions in rich cream, (preferably straight off the farm). Oh the pleasures of country life. Nothing can match it!!!!