For many years I wanted to learn about wild foods and mushroom hunting but I didn't know anyone else in Alabama with an interest in foraging. Then I met my love, a man from the Pacific Northwest that had relocated far from his native soggy habitat to the deep south. I never even... Continue Reading →
The First Morels of the Season
A few days ago, I was out attempting to jog and found the first morels of the season. We had been hiking and checking the same woods for several weeks and had not found any, but I felt pretty confident that there would be a small patch to pick near where we found late morels last year. So,... Continue Reading →
