Mushroom season is upon us again. The dry weather in August and much of early Sept. did not produce much in my usual spots except the odd shaggy ink cap. This week I found lots of ink caps (shaggy and non - the latter avoided as who wants to eat wild mushrooms without a glass of wine)
This beauty pictured is 600g of pure giant puffball and will be fried in steaks. An inch thick steak fried on the pan will shrink down by half but taste delicious on buttered toast (rub the toast with garlic first for extra zing). Sadly they are nearing the end of their season I reckon so search for them while you can.
Lots of growth of (poisonous) yellow stainers - these little buggers look just like field mushrooms or horse mushrooms but smell of ink and piss and make many people sick (not willing to see if I am one of those that is unaffected). Lots of russulas around but no edible ones and also spotted a mass of cortinarius limonius (or similar) - similar to what nearly did for the author of the Horse Whisperer and his family (see here).
Parasols are also out but in very small numbers. Off to Wicklow and Carlow this weekend to see what else I can find.
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