A few years back Robin and I signed up to take field class on identifying edible mushrooms in Missouri. I ended up with a conflict and could not make the class, but Robin went. She came back that Saturday evening with a bag full of edible wild mushrooms and a chest full of excitement.
About a week later she decides to go mushroom hunting on her own in a local park, Faust Park, which has several heavily wooded acres. She comes home again with a chest full of excitement and bags full of wild mushrooms. However, this time she did not have an expert teacher with her, and she did not really know what she had. She spread her bounty upon newspapers on the bar between the kitchen and the eating area. I had loaned her my mushroom identification book so she was hoping to identify what she had gathered. Continue reading “My Girlfriend Attempts to Poison Me”