Into the Woods

I have been wanting to go mushrooming for a while now. (maybe it was the Fall Fungi discovered last week that inspired me) It was an old family past time of tredging through the woods in jeans and flannel, boots and wool socks. As a true mushroomer, I can’t disclose our location, but the pickins were very slim. My partner in crime and I wantered off the trails to find only one, very large Chanterelle. 3 hours passed with lots of laughter, lots of mud, and the prize of the one missing ingredient I needed for my pasta tonight in my basket.