I always mean to work
a bit harder on getting my homegrown mushroom production perfected
so we can pick mushrooms whenever we want. The trouble is
that the woods churn out high-quality oyster mushrooms with
such regularity that I have little incentive to get my act
together.
It's hard to complain, though, when the box-elder by the barn
provides the main ingredient for wild-mushroom-and-basil pesto for
lunch, then for mushroom green beans for supper. Delicious!