This happened a month or so ago. I hate mushrooms. I have 2 foods I don’t care to eat: raw tomatoes and mushrooms. (I say this like it’s true; it isn’t. There are plenty of other foods I don’t care for, but somehow these count more.)
If I was going to eat a new plant every week, mushrooms had to make the list. I started with chantrelles, which R was home for break.
Butter and shallots, with a bunch of chantrelles. Fried. The shallots went in first. The pile fried for 5 minutes or so, then we dumped the lot on some fresh slices of bread.
The result was buttery, fleshy goodness. And I’m no longer able to say I don’t like mushrooms. Cause this was delicious. I’ve since made them once or twice more, but they aren’t cheap, which makes them a little impractical for an entire meal. (Around here, they are about 16 bucks a pound, give or take.)
Hugely recommended.
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mushrooms aren’t plants.
Damn you and your science!