When I arrived back at
the house a few days ago, I found my neighbour's lawn covered with shaggy ink cap mushrooms and others. I am
told this also happened last year. “Shame she can't eat them,” said my
other neighbour. Seeing my look of surprise, she said “You can't
eat them, can you?”
“The white ones,
yes,” I replied. “But you want to eat them young, before they
start to turn to ink.”
It turns out that the
owner of the mushroom-filled lawn was in Prague performing in a show. Nevertheless, that afternoon there were fewer mushrooms in the
lawn.
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