There’s nothing quite like wandering aimlessly under the pine trees seeking out mushrooms hidden under twigs, moss and bushes. Mum and I are both guilty of squealing when we suddenly spot a colourful cap. Oh, and I’ll dare call ourselves forest fashion experts 🙂
This photo was taken by my mum after the 3 of us had spent a mere hour and a half foraging in the forest near the town of Cēsis where our summer house is. We’re a mushroom-loving family indeed and venture into the woods as often as we can from August until mid-late September to stock up on chanterelles and other goodies that we freeze for the winter months as well.
Traditionally we, like most Latvians, eat our mushrooms fried with onion, chopped smoked ham and sour cream. We pair this mixture with potatoes for the ultimate end of summer meal. For a modern twist, you might want to substitute the potatoes with pasta, quinoa or gnocchi.
I’m yet to discover the mushroom-picking scene in Scotland. Last year me and my dear Miss Redheaded Lithuanian were very excited about the prospect of taking part in the annual Trossachs Mushroom festival just a few miles outside Stirling. Unfortunately back then the other Lithuanian in my life wasn’t around yet so with no access to a car, we had to pass.
I was looking forward to the 2011 edition but just discovered the festival’s been cancelled due to a lack of volunteers, which is a right shame. At least the name of the festival itself gives away a good spot to head to for mushroom picking in Scotland. Just remember to take insect repellant and a book about mushrooms – some can be deadly so beware!
– Miss Red off to make herself a bowl of fresh boletus