Bruh it can be so dangerous, I search for poisonous mimics of (mushroom). And honestly if a mushroom has too many poisonous mimics or toxic species of the same family, I just won’t try to harvest it.
So far Oyster mushrooms are just about the safest to spot and harvest, I don’t live in an area with chicken or hen of the woods, which is also pretty easy to identify.
When I was a kid we would have yearly morel hunts. My uncles were always scouting the neighbors’ woods, and once morels were sighted we’d sneak onto their property and gather bags of 'em. We’d usually get about 10 pounds between the six of us cousins. Then Grandma would fry them up and we’d feast.
One year I ate at least a pound by myself. That night I got so violently ill I thought I would die. I never ate morels again.
Now you have me wondering if one of us picked a not-morel and I was the unlucky one who ate it.
Don you maybe have a mushroom consultation in your town? Don’t know where you are from, but in Europe many countries have them and they can help you not to kill yourself.
I plucked these in my brother in laws backyard yesterday, and this post is now giving me doubts…
Edit: the picture of the morels I found is not uploading for some reason… But yeah, I’m like 99.99% sure they are morels.
Bruh it can be so dangerous, I search for poisonous mimics of (mushroom). And honestly if a mushroom has too many poisonous mimics or toxic species of the same family, I just won’t try to harvest it.
So far Oyster mushrooms are just about the safest to spot and harvest, I don’t live in an area with chicken or hen of the woods, which is also pretty easy to identify.
https://www.manisteenews.com/news/article/Don-t-get-fooled-by-these-morel-look-alikes-17062084.php
Morels do have a few toxic cousins, so be careful.
When I was a kid we would have yearly morel hunts. My uncles were always scouting the neighbors’ woods, and once morels were sighted we’d sneak onto their property and gather bags of 'em. We’d usually get about 10 pounds between the six of us cousins. Then Grandma would fry them up and we’d feast.
One year I ate at least a pound by myself. That night I got so violently ill I thought I would die. I never ate morels again.
Now you have me wondering if one of us picked a not-morel and I was the unlucky one who ate it.
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Don you maybe have a mushroom consultation in your town? Don’t know where you are from, but in Europe many countries have them and they can help you not to kill yourself.
You could try uploading to imgur and then just linking it.
You can DM the picture to me if you like.