People who know me know that I love to garden, walk barefoot in the grass, and depend on herbal remedies before going to prescribed medications.
I’m sure all this holistic stuff started with my dad, when I was young. But I also know that digging in the earth grounds my energy and sustains my soul.
Recently I started growing my own mushrooms. Edible white Oyster mushrooms, NOT the magic Psilocybin kind (although…)
I started by going to a beginners class, and since have had several “flushes” that are quite exciting to cut, cook, eat and savor.
Finally, I saute them in a little garlic and butter. Can you imagine the mouthwatering smell?
The yield is at least 3 dinners worth.
I made spaghetti sauce, kale & mushroom soup, and the most delicious pesto & mushroom pasta.
I soak the mycelium brick in water again and wait about 10 more days for my next flush.
I am thrilled with this new, yummy adventure (and so is my husband).