Monday, May 11, 2009

The morel of the story . . .

Morel mushrooms are one of the best things about living in Iowa. A neighbor gave us these beauties because we are apparently too lazy to go find our own. Neighbors are another great thing about living in Iowa.

Slice them lengthwise with a sharp knife. 
Be careful. Only you can prevent mushroom-slicing injuries.

Isn't this little guy cute?

Put the sliced mushrooms in a bowl of salt water and let them sit in the fridge overnight. This is supposed to get rid of any little critters who might be living in them. Occasionally the critters run/crawl/fly out when you slice them. Who knew mushrooms could be so exciting?

Here's what you need to make them yummy. You can use any kind of cooking oil. You can use any kind of breading, too, or crushed saltine crackers or even seasoned flour. I like Golden Dipt because it's easy and as I've mentioned before, I'm lazy. That's a duck egg, by the way, from Tammy's flock. Quack.

Beat the egg well with a few tablespoons of milk. 
Dip each mushroom half in the egg/milk mixture and let the extra drip off.

Here's a "mess" of mushrooms, ready to fry. It's always a "mess," never a batch or a bunch or a group. Don't ask me why. It's one of those Midwestern things. Or maybe "mess" refers to the condition of the counter and stovetop when I'm done . . .

Heat a couple tablespoons of oil in the skillet, then put the mushrooms in.

Fry over medium heat until golden brown on each side, turning once. Don't use high heat or you'll get blackened mushrooms. And the smoke detector will go off. And your spouse will give you the hairy eyeball.

Ah, done at last. Aren't they lovely? 


  1. Julie brought us over some Sunday too!!!! Neighbors are GREAT!! G Those look delicious, but I can't see the Farmer eating them!!! He'd be in line behind Meme......or they'd both be running....AWAY!!

  2. Tell me Jeff does NOT eat these!!! They had CRAWLIES in them!!!!!! Tell him we'll go out to Roadhouse for dinner so he doesn't have to eat those!!! :-)

  3. The Farmer DOES eat them! But not nearly as many as the Farmer's Wife. ( :

  4. I am sooooooooooo jealous. These look great. I haven't had any this year. The guy that would bring me some got laid off so I'm going to miss out. Use to go "shrooming" with my uncles. It was great fun but the best part was eating them. Once we ended up with a bushel basket full. I was sworn not to tell where we found them. I still carry that secret with me!

  5. LOVE morels!! Never heard of them before living in Iowa (Nebraska must be Morel-less). My assistant usually brings me bunches but I haven't gotten any this year (hmm, might have to bring this up in her review). I dip them in the egg/milk mixture, but then roll them in a combo of prepared bread crumbs, Parmesan cheese, and garlic powder (Almost everything I make has garlic or cheese in it and preferably both! I think I'm related to the Shelties.) And I know first-hand about the smoke alarm, blackened mushies and hairy eyeball from spouse (unfortunately, the smoke alarm going off is not an uncommon occurrence when I cook. I'm a good cook, I just, er, multi-task while I'm cooking and sometimes get a little distracted. Didn't say I was a SMART cook.). The last time I made morels the neighbor's dog got out and I had to go run and let Katie out so she could go "herd" him back (which she did beautifully; the neighbors were very impressed). Morels were a little smokey by the time I got back.