Years ago I went on a foraging course in the Lake District. Slept in a sleeping bag in a hammock beneath a tarpaulin strung between two trees. All was going well until I fell out of the hammock and then whilst stuck in my sleeping bag rolled down the hill. Brandy may have been involved.
Anyway, whilst there we ate mushrooms, pigeons, deer and other stuff. Recently I was wandering through the woods with ze hound when I came across some mushrooms.
Google Lens identified them as Honey Fungus which are generally edible.
I came back the next day with a bag and picked some of them. Got them home and double checked Google’s identification with a proper book written by a proper mushroom dude who knows what he’s talking about.
It was an exact match. So I cooked it up and ate it.
I didn’t die [ obv. ] but it didn’t exactly taste brilliant. You could eat it if you were starving in the woods but I’m guessing there’s a good reason they don’t stock Honey Fungus mushrooms on the shelves of our supermarket. I’ll probably try it again, with a little garlic and see how things improve. Also, when I ate it I boiled it first which I wouldn’t normally do with mushrooms but various websites suggested it.
You’ll notice I keep talking about it in the singular – I only ate one in the hope of mitigating any stomach cramp, food poisoning, painful death scenarios.