Although I can’t imagine an answer from anyone who’s eaten them being anything except “yes,” I’ll ask anyway.
Do you like sponge, or morel mushrooms?
I think they’re among the best things I’ve ever eaten, regardless of how they’ve been prepared.
We received a news release from the Indiana Department of Natural Resources today about Brown County State Park celebrating the delicacy with its third annual morel mushroom festival on May 2. The news release said the festival is one of the park’s most popular events. Makes sense to me, although I’ve never been. I’d also never heard of it before today I may try to make this year’s, however.
According to the press release, and a brief that will be in Friday’s edition of The Tribune and online at TribTown.com, the f”estival features guided hikes to find the elusive fungus, as well as music, an arts-and-crafts fair and children’s events. A cooking demonstration, a contest for the largest morel found in the park and a geocache hike also will be part activities”
Not quite sure what a geocache is, however.
Live Indiana birds of prey will be featured at 5 p.m., with local wildlife rehabilitation specialists from Return to the Wild. After that, local rock musicians Jack Morel and the Spores will perform.
If you’re not experienced at finding morels, you’re still covered — The Friends of Brown County State Park group will sell them at the park Nature Center, starting at 1 p.m. Proceeds benefit the park.
No fee is charged for this program; however, normal weekend gate admission fees of $5 per in-state vehicle and $7 per out-of-state vehicle will be required.
For information online, hit this hotlink: www.morelmushroomfestival.com .
Hunting muschrooms was something we always did when my siblings and I were kids. Pop would lead us deep into a woods in Owen County, where Grandma and Grandpa Troth lived, although it wasn’t their woods we traipsed through, generally on the last weekend of April and first weekend of May.
It was adventure we all looked forward, about as much as we looked forward to breakfast the next morning, when Mom or Grandma would fry the first batch for breakfast.
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