Mushrooms are not my fave. That said, I do love a tasty morel! Maybe it is the fleeting time frame, and treasure hunt aspect of them that make them so special. Well, that part is fun, but I think it’s probably the crispy, salty crunch of the fried batter on them.
My husband not only adores mushrooms, even more so, morels- he was hooked on the treasure hunt and spent days out in the woods with his dogs searching. I only went once, and that is the day that I got this horrid concussion that is still bothering me weeks later.
And no, I didn’t find a single morel, either. Plus, we lost Sugar’s Itag, and you’d think it would be easy to find, since that is what it’s made for, right?
Well, my phone took me directly to the point along the river where it was pulled off of her collar in the brush. But that was in the middle of a big deadfall we tried, but couldn’t get through. After trudging five miles through the woods after my head getting clunked into by a full speed doodle’s head who had ran towards me as I bent to tie my shoe, I decided I was ready to walk away from that itag.
While dealing with the delay of trying to get my wits about me after Sugar smacked my noggin, another hunter made it to the secret spot we were heading toward and when we got there, his bag was full of the mushrooms we’d gone there to find. So, not exactly our day.
Luckily, Rich was relentless in his hunt, and came home with enough for a few good meals, multiple times.
He even found more than we had time to eat while they were fresh, so we have tried freezing some. First step after soaking and cleaning was to cut them in half.
Next, an egg dip and drudge into seasoned flour. Then we spread them out on a cookie sheet to freeze, and layered with parchment paper in freezer bags after.
We ended up with two gallon bags in the freezer, and high hopes that the experiment worked and they will be delicious when we fry them up.