Thursday, April 9, 2015
Photo Courtesy of google images.
Well. It turns out that we have these beauties growing in the woods at our place.
And it turns out that they are absolutely Delicious!!!
The first batch I cleaned then sliced and sauteed with olive oil and garlic. They were...good.
The next night I cleaned some then dipped them in buttermilk and then coated them with a flour and cracker mixture and fried in butter and olive oil. BINGO!
Some more info on these delightful spring delicacies
Morchella, the true morels, is a genus of edible mushrooms closely related to anatomically simpler cup fungi. These distinctive mushrooms appear honeycomb-like in that the upper portion is composed of a network of ridges with pits between them. The ascocarps are prized by gourmet cooks, particularly for French cuisine. Commercial value aside, morels are hunted by thousands of people every year simply for their taste and the joy of the hunt.
Morels have been called by many local names; some of the more colorful include dryland fish, because when sliced lengthwise then breaded and fried, their outline resembles the shape of a fish; hickory chickens, as they are known in many parts of Kentucky; and merkels or miracles, based on a story of how a mountain family was saved from starvation by eating morels. In parts of West Virginia, they are known as molly moochers. Due to the partial structural and textural similarity to some species of the Porifera sponges, a common name for any true morel is sponge mushroom. Genus Morchella is derived from morchel, an old German word for mushroom, while morel itself is derived from the Latin maurus meaning brown.
Get out there and find some before its too late!
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
The last I blogged about the grands was last September. That was a LONG time ago.
They moved to another town last year which is over an hour from us. They used to live just 9 miles from our house. My son and their mother divorced a couple of years ago and she is now remarried and they live with her. They are doing quite well in their new school and new home.
They just arent able to come to Grandmas and Poppas as much because of school and sports and activities. We certainly miss that.
So we cherish each and every moment we can spend with them.
They are amazing..
Monday, April 6, 2015
A lot has happened since I last blogged. Both of the guardian dogs in the pasture died. First it was Delilah and then Ben. Old age caught up with them. I was then forced to make a decision.
Do I lock the goats up at night in the barn and release them to the fenced pasture during the day and just hope that nothing would happen to them, or did I get another dog?
After a few weeks the decision was clear. You cannot keep goats without a guard. Period. I knew this. It was time to get on with it.
Did I want another Pyr or did I want another Anatolian?
Did I want to get a puppy or an older dog since my goats were older?
Where was I going to get this dog?
The long and short of it I found Stella at the pound. Seriously. I went to look at another dog and took my friend Dee along. She told me there was an Anatolian mix there that perhaps we should look at also.
And she came home with me that night. First look and she was mine.\
Now, I don't think Stella had ever been a guardian dog. She seemed very curious about the goats and it took some time to learn they were NOT to play with but to protect. We are still working everyday on just what she is supposed to be doing and not doing.
She is only about two years old. She was micro chipped and the pound called the owner but that person never came to get her. I dont know her story but I would guess that Stella got out one too many times. I also believe that since she seemed to not know anything about livestock that someone didnt research the breed before they got her. They bark. A lot. Thats what they do. Especially at night when they are patrolling the pasture.
So another chapter begins on Peebly Road.
I only have two goats remaining. Marrissa and her daughter Jolene.
We started a new program each evening and that is taking a walk into the woods. I put Stella on a leash and the girls follow us. We walk for about 15 minutes right now and I will increase that later. The girls get to munch on new leaves along the way and it gives Stella a little more to do to release some of that puppy energy.
I think its all going to work out fine.
What have you been up to?