Dried Mushrooms
The house is filled with the smell of mushroom drying in front of the fire. There are garlands of them hanging from the shelves in the kitchen. The mushroom season is here in Poland at last, the first sign of autumn. We’ve been making trips to the forest every few day but we try and avoid the weekends and the crowds of foragers. The best time to go is on a Thursday or Friday morning because there’s a good chance no one else has beaten you to it. “The Polish love their mushrooms” I personally prefer them dried added to risotto or a good stew and Iza wants to make Pierogi with them for Christmas.
Hello from Poznan!
ReplyDeleteJust wait until you start having your own place to pick mushrooms, the location of which is a closely guarded secret and passed down through the generations :) I think we identify more with mushrooms than anything else in Poland - and after all, it's a national sport for us.
I remember walking through the forests in the UK and being so confused as to why no-one was picking up those beautiful, beautiful mushrooms. So I did. yum :)