When the Horse Mushroom rises
the race is on
Someone got here first
but there is still enough left
Just need to check the credentials
Definitely not a Weeping Widow
so off to the kitchen
into the pot
and dinner is ready
Horse Mushroom Potage
Gribin Isaf 
Wishing you many more of these! I remember them from my childhood, when they grew on the local golf course. Dave has never forgotten the taste of one such, cooked more than 20 years ago for his (vegan) breakfast by my late partner’s sister in law, on their Devon farm. You have been there, I think?
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Think they must be very powerful mushrooms sowing seeds of memories that last forever – I have vivid childhood memories of collecting them early in the morning from the pasture behind my grandparents’ garden not all that far from here. Yes, we have been to the farm, remember how we were impressed that he knew all his cows by name.
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