On our most recent trip in the Sierras, we arrived just as the snow started to melt. The pass usually opens in the middle of May but due to the heavy rains and snow this winter in California we ended up trying something different.
Out for a morning hunt, hubby was expecting to bring back a culinary delight from the wilderness. After a couple hours, he appeared out of the woods with a bulging bag.
I said “You got something? What did you get?
He said, ” I don’t know yet.”
Looking in the bag, I saw a pile of mushrooms. “Those are Morels!”.
I’ve heard about them, and seen them in the mushroom identification books, but never had an opportunity to try the eluding black morels.
He fried them up over the open fire and made a morel mushroom risotto. What a delectable treat! Talk about back country gourmet! Yum!