It is always a sad day for me, knowing that the Morel season is over. I made a hundred meals this year with fresh morels, really introducing them to a lot of people who either disliked mushrooms or have never had them before. One by one, meal by meal, making them a believer. My season ended about 3 weeks ago, and this was the last place I went too. This was the first place I found my first Morel, and always produces some good quality mushrooms. I got a Saturday to play for half a day, so I went “home” like a spawning Salmon. Can you guess the general location?
It took me about 2 minutes to find my first Morel, and within 30 minutes I had about 80 morels. I even came across a sleeping fawn, and I tried to back away before waking the little fella. I did not have my camera on me, but the little guy awoke and came up to me and followed me around like a little dog watching me cut shrooms. I tried to ignore him, but he stayed with me for at least thirty minutes as I tried to make my way back to the truck to get my camera. He would not go to close to the truck and when I returned his mom swooped him up. Pretty cool experience to say the least.
These were Grade A quality. Good size, and excellent moisture and shape.
I am already thinking of my favorite breakfast, that I eat every morning when I have fresh Morels in the Fridge.
Slice up 3-4 morels, add a little butter to the pan. On medium heat start cooking the morels. Cook for about 4 minutes. Take a small bowl, add two eggs, tablespoon of parmesan cheese, some fresh dill, about a teaspoon perhaps more depending on your taste. Salt and pepper. Blend with a fork very well. Turn down the heat of your pan to medium low, add some more butter and add your egg mixture. The key to perfect eggs is low heat, and stirring in the pan constantly. Once the eggs are done serve with toast. MY FAVORITE BREAKFAST FOLKS.
This year, I ended up with over a thousand morels, and close to 800 dried and ready for the remainder of the year. Should get me through the year I think.
I was a little sad driving home. My little buddy Trevor only got to go out twice with me, and I schooled him this year. The ring “Precious” is in my possession for another year. You may have to go back a year and read under wild mushrooms to catch the story on that. This was an outstanding season for morels, I really enjoyed showing some people how to hunt them successfully this year. That was a highlight.
Until then my Morel Friends.
The Hunting Chef