This morning I was out for a bit of a walk when I happened upon a clutch of meadow mushrooms. For years I've spotted these pink-gilled beauties around the neighborhood, and even in my own yard. I was able to identify them quite easily (the pink, unattached gills are a dead give away), but to make sure, I still did spore prints. Today I decided to finally sautee some of them in butter and see how they tasted. Quite delicious! I wasn't surprised since by all accounts they are choice eating. I don't know if I'll bother with picking them again because although I'm quite confident in my proper identification of mushrooms, it still caused a panic attack.
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