Saturday, November 29, 2008

Family Shrooms

The paternal side of my family has a mushroom recipe that has spanned generations and is a traditional addition to the Thanksgiving table. I don't know how to describe it other than this is what I imagine a pile of Smurf diarrhea must look (and smell) like. Since it is a family recipe I won't go into extreme details here but I will say that it involved peeling a shit load of mushrooms, throwing part of them in a pot with some wort of liquid and throwing the rest of them in a pan to (what looked like to me) sautee them. It's a mushroom base with a mushroom accent and a little bit of mushroom zest for added kick. So what the hell made my family think I would ever try it? Well, thanks to the wonder of the world wide web and this nifty new blog, i finally found the cahones to step up to the plate (pun intended). And here's how it went...

What I Don't Like:
Umm... mushrooms. Of any kind. I won't even try that hallucinogenic ones. (Not that they often find themselves in the same room as me anyway.)What I Do Like:
Salt, pepper, and water. If there are other ingredients in the recipe I don't think I even want to know about them. The mushrooms are bad enough, so as far as anything else that could be in there... well... ignorance is bliss.Who Made Me Try It:
That would be my parents. They've been trying to make me sample the family 'shrooms - among countless other things - for as long as I can remember, and I finally caved. I'll get them for this!The Results:
My dad will probably wet himself when he sees this in writing, but they weren't that bad. The taste was alright, bordering on nonexistent. It's that damn texture that got me again though. I felt like I was eating some type of seafood (don't be shocked that I don't like most seafoods) or something else that had gotten soggier than intended. I didn't throw up but I also didn't eat the second piece that mysteriously found its way to my plate. Baby steps here people!

1 comment:

rainsmith said...

Mushrooms are delicious if mixed/stuffed with other things. I will never understand how anyone could consume a portabella sandwich.