Monday, August 4, 2008
Wild thing
When I was a very young child, I ate some wild mushrooms that looked just like this. They were growing in the shade in our front yard in Broomall, PA. This is a true story. I remember our pediatrician being called and than having to drink something awful and then, well let's not go there. Maybe that's what happened to me. I wonder sometimes . . .
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I guess I was lucky I never liked mushrooms, because if I had, I probably would have eaten any of them I found.
Beautiful picture, though!
Oh I love this, Kate -- so soft and dreamy.
do you suppose that's what the whole world looks like when you eat a wild mushroom?
Cool. Nice macro shot =) I think all of us were very curious as kids. But at least you're ok right now! Do you remember how it taste like?
I want to say that it tasted like chicken.
But it really tasted like mushrooms. Really earthy, spongy.
~ C.G.
I ate these mushrooms one time .... a friend gave them to me .... he told me they were just the regular kind ....the next thing I knew.... - oh never mind! great shot K!
Luckily I never liked mushrooms so I haven't made that mistake, but I did eat some bad grapes off a very neglected grapevine when I was about 6 and I lost them all in the middle of the night about 4 hours later. The things we do as unsuspecting, trusting kids.
Glad you had a fun weekend.
*hugs*
Shimmy
Ah ha, Dlyn! I knew you were a wild thang!
Shimmy, I'm grapefully sorry to hear about your experience with wilted and dried up fruit.
~ C.G.
My daughter is certain I am going to croak from eating wild things. I'm not going to let her see this blog!
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