First, this is a note to remind me to blog my experience of nearly shooting a drunken/drugged dipshit Thursday night... while nude. Note to the tweakers of Portland... I'm heavily armed, fairly well trained, sleep only slightly more than you do, and I will absolutely pull the trigger. There is nothing in my house worth your life (assuming you value it. I do not.). As your friend found out, there are better places to be at midnight on a Thursday than my house.
Next, today we went up to a favorite mushroom spot to pre-hunt in anticipation of next week... We spend our anniversary (which we've decided is Memorial Day) every year hunting morel mushrooms. We killed. We got about 3/4 of an ice chest full, and we only hunted two spots that we knew have been productive every years and were easy and quick to walk (out of the 4-5 in the area we know are good). Spent 2-3 hours tops.
As is happens, there's a nice restaurant in town we go to 2-3 times I week. No, this is not the Night Light. To my bar stealing friends at work.... You should know I would NEVER tell you a place was my favorite until I had a new favorite :). We're good friends with the manager (I think... Chris what the hell is your job?) and the head chef (who Shannon knows from N. Dakota). We had told him if we did good we'd hook him up. We don't believe in selling them and we had more than we could use. We gave him half a cooler full (probably a couple hundred). He made a different dish with them every 20 minutes or so until we were full. Sauteed in white wine, garlic and onions, with asparagus in a goat cheese sauce, and a "Philadelphia" sandwich (open faced with red green peppers and cheese). We ate like there was no tomorrow. You should have seen his eyes light up when we brought the cooler in and opened it up. Not only did we get a TON of mushrooms, I had the head chef at my favorite restaurant cook them for us. All I had to do was drink a beer and wait. That is the ONLY way to hunt morels. I've been cooking them for well over a decade, and after my first bite of this fella's work I told Shannon "I got served!"
Anyway, thanks guys. You made us feel like the king and queen of Portland today.
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