Fall Mushrooms: Fungophobe or Fungophile

Reader Contribution by Lyndsay Dawson Mynatt
Published on September 19, 2014
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Fungophobe or fungophile?  Fall is a mushroom hunter’s delight in the Pacific Northwest. If you are not a mushroom lover, then you better stay out of the woods. Are you a hopeless fungophile?  Then you better stay out of my woods!

Mushroom season ignites all five of the senses: hearing, smell, sight, touch, and taste.  You may be wondering, how do you hear a mushroom? The pitter-patter of autumn rain alerts a true fungophile that the dirt dwellers are awakening from dormancy.   Bursting forth from the ground, each variety of mushrooms expels an identifiable scent, from peppery to deeply earthy to light and colorful.  Just as intriguing are the rainbow of colors in the fall varieties: ruby red amanitas, orange flamed witch’s butter, sunshine yellow chanterelles, greenish tinged porcinis, blue-green anise mushrooms, purple blewits, and striking violet shrimp.  Crayola could have a new marketing enterprise; the normal clientele base would not be happy.

Believe it or not, fungophobes, not all mushrooms are slimy. Witch’s butter, yes. Maybe the slimiest of them all, but then there is the delicately firm (I realize this is an oxymoron) chanterelle, spongy boletus, spiky hedgehogs, and inflated puffballs, to name a few.

Taste is the obvious, the reason we foragers tie the laces on our hiking shoes, gather our baskets, knives, and guidebooks, and walk in circles.  Each variety delivers a striking blow to the palette.  Richly diverse in flavor, and highly valuable in minerals, wild mushrooms take an ordinary meal to gastronomic fare.

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