Stump mushrooms
The stump mushrooms belong to the Honey Mushroom family (Armillaria mellea).
Within that group there are many subspecies. This makes the Honey Mushroom a bit
of an enigma to me. I got back into mushrooming in order that I could gather the
same mushrooms that I gathered with my family when I was a kid and use them for
our Christmas Eve holy supper. On Christmas Eve we make a lot of mushroom dishes
for the Christmas Eve holy supper (Svjatyj Večer). All the dishes served
are meatless and traditionally not made with dairy products. They include, among
others, Mushrooms With Gravy, Mushroom Sauerkraut Soup and Mushroom Stuffed Cabbage.
Before I joined the mushroom club I tried to find "experts" who would
help me get back into mushroom hunting (safely). I figured that the old-timers at
church would be experts and I went out with one fellow and we found some mushrooms.
I decided to discard them after he told me that he "thought" that they
were good. We also discussed the silver dollar theory of preventing mushroom poisoning.
Never a good idea.
Then by some miracle on Saint Nicholas day (December 6th) the church yard was filled
with mushrooms. After church we eagerly gathered them up, but we were only about
80% sure of the edibility and safety of the mushrooms. My wife suggested that we
call the Penn State extension service and eventually we contacted a lady who identified
the mushrooms over the phone. They were indeed honey mushrooms. We we hoped they
were. I was uneasy with the over the phone identifications.
The next day we had the mushrooms for breakfast and they were fairly tasty. We both
headed of to work. My wife to Greensburg and me to Weirton. About ten in the morning
I began to feel a bit queasy. And it got worse and worse. I called my wife. "Are
you sick from the mushrooms?" "No I'm fine you're just a worrier and it's
all in your head." No this was pretty real. I was sick to my stomach and sweating.
I kept getting worse so I bailed and went home. Mushroom poisoning? No stomach virus.
I have had other experiences with honey mushrooms. Because the subspecies have their
differences as well as similarities I am always doubtful of my identification. There's
a lot of information out there on mushrooms. Take a look at our species
list etc. or look at this.
Hands on experience with a knowledgeable person is best. That is the biggest advantage
to coming to meetings and going on the walks and forays.
Now all of this had me thinking about picking mushrooms when I was a kid with my
dad and my uncles. The secret mushroom spot was somewhere near Smithton. It was
located in a damp area with a small creek, a huge stump, a barbed wire fence and
lots of stinging nettle. We learned that one way to stop the stinging was to put
our hands in cold water. That was however only a temporary fix because once you
had your hands out of the cold water they'd start to sting again. There was no way
around it, the hands where going to itch and sting for about an hour. I always seemed
to have cold itching hands on the way home. Luckily my dad and uncles were inclined
to stop for refreshments on the way home which guaranteed a bag of chips,
a bottle of pop and the opportunity to run your hands under cold water in one last
desperate try to stop the itching.
We were taught to pick the mushrooms one at a time so that no bad mushrooms would
get into basket. I still use this pre-sorting technique.
by Joe
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