MUSHROOM DILEMMA !!
by Michael Pollan
......So my fungiphobia was another thing I'd have to overcome if I hoped to ever serve a personally hunted and gathered meal, because wild mushrooms had to be on the menu. Mushroom hunting seems to 1 me the very soul of foraging, throwing both the risks and rewards of eating from the wild into the sharpest possible relief. If I hoped to host representatives of all three kingdoms on my plate, learning to distinguish the delicious from the deadly among the fungi was a necessity. (Actually I hoped to wangle a fourth kingdom in there—a mineral—if I could manage to locate a salt flat within driving distance of my house.)
I began consulting field guides to help me identify the many unfamiliar species I'd been content to treat as leafy, fungal, and feathery background noise......
I scanned the leaf litter around a couple of oaks but saw nothing. Just when I'd given up and turned to head back, however, I noticed a bright, yolky glimmer of something pushing up the carpet of leaves not two feet from where I'd just stepped. I brushed away the leaves and there it was, this big, fleshy, vase-shaped mushroom that I was dead certain had to be a chanterelle.
Or was it?
How certain was that?
I took the mushroom home, brushed off the soil, and put it on a plate, then pulled out my field guides to see if I could confirm the identification. Everything matched up: the color, the faint apricot smell, the asymmetrical trumpet shape on top, the underside etched in a shallow pattern of "false" gills. I felt fairly confident. But confident enough to eat it? Not quite. The field guide mentioned something called a "false chanterelle" that had slighdy "thinner" gills. Uh oh. Thinner, thicker: These were relative terms; how could I tell if the gills I was looking at were thin or thick ones? Compared to what? My mother's mycophobic warnings rang in my ears. I couldn't trust my eyes. I couldn't quite trust the field guide. So whom could I trust? Angelo! But that meant driving my lone mushroom across the bridge to San Francisco, which seemed excessive. My desire to saute and eat my first-found chanterelle squabbled with my doubts about it, slender as they were. But by now I had passed the point of being able to enjoy this putative chanterelle without anxiety, so I threw it out.
I didn't realize it at the time, but I had impaled myself that afternoon on the horns of the omnivore's dilemma.
YES I GUESS HE HAD IMPALED HIMSELF ON A DILEMMA!!
YOU HAVE TO BE AN EXPERT ON MUSHROOMS TO PICK THE RIGHT ONES; IF NOT YOU CAN KILL YOURSELF!!
NOW GOD TOLD THE FIRST HUMANS THE 'rule" FOR PLANT EATING....FRUIT EATING.....MUST BEAR SEEDS.
SIMPLE AS THAT..... OF ALL FRUITS AND VEGETATION TO EAT IT MUST REPRODUCE BY SEEDS.
MUSHROOMS, FUNGI, MOSS, SEA-WEED, AND SUCH DO NOT BEAR SEEDS!!
THEY SHOULD NOT BE EATEN!!
WHY WOULD GOD CREATE SOME MUSHROOMS THAT LITERALLY CAN KILL YOU, AND HAVE IT AS FOOD; NEEDING A PhD TO KNOW WHICH ONES WILL NOT KILL YOU. SIMPLE ANSWER......MUSHROOMS WERE NEVER CREATED TO BE EATEN BY HUMANS.
NOW IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT SOME "DIET-NUTRITIONIST" HAVE TO SAY, ABOUT MUSHROOMS HAVE THIS VITAMIN OR THAT, OR THIS MINERAL OR THAT, AND HOW GOOD THAT IS. I HAVE A "HEALTH BOOK" THAT TELLS YOU ALL THE GOOD VITAMINS ETC. IN "PORK" - MAKES NO DIFFERENCE - GOD'S LAWS SAY PORK IS AN UNCLEAN SUBSTANCE [I WILL NOT CALL IT "FOOD"] AND IS NOT TO BE EATEN TO BE HEALTHY.
THERE IS NO DILEMMA - MUSHROOMS ARE NOT TO BE EATEN - THEY ARE PART OF THE UNCLEAN VEGETATION LAW OF GOD.
NOW ALL THE ARGUMENTS [LIKE THE "YEAST" ONE] GIVEN AS TO WHY YOU CAN EAT MUSHROOMS ARE ANSWERED ON MY WEBSITE UNDER "HEALTH AND DIET."