Mushrooms in Helsinki
Today in my ongoing series of photos from my travels over the years: a mountain of scrummy mushrooms on sale at a Helsinki street-market, taken very early in the morning. I ate some very good mushrooms on that trip. Link
Today in my ongoing series of photos from my travels over the years: a mountain of scrummy mushrooms on sale at a Helsinki street-market, taken very early in the morning. I ate some very good mushrooms on that trip. Link
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It took me a sec to sort out that you meant scrumptiously yummy, and not something to do with rugby or school-run-mums.
MMM... looks like Chantrelles, a delicacy. I used to gather these in the forrest near my home.
I tripped some very good mushrooms at eight. Then I scrummed with my chums. It was scrumdidily-licious.
what? you think that kind of dancing is fueled by EDIBLE mushrooms?
Suppilovahvero (Cantharellus tubaeformis)
It's very popular mushroom in Finland.
It seems like boingboing editors are quite interested in Finland. And whenever there's something to correct/complain, hordes of finnish comrade commenters appear.
@#2: Those are not your regular Chantrelles but Yellow Foots (Cantharellus tubaeformis), just as delicious as their better-known cousins and even more fun to pick. We take our mushrooms seriously in Finland!
is the right to pick mushrooms in the woods still sacred?
Very undervalued is the 'shroom. Nice pic.
I got a picture of a bear meat can in a Helsinki market by the port last year:
http://hombrelobo.com/animales/carne-de-oso/
I didn't try it, simply because it was very expensive, about 40 euros for the can, if I remember it right.
Very nice market, by the way.
so you might even say, you went on a "mushroom trip", oh, I crack myself up
scrummy mushrooms, and trips... i have to be forgiven. and i am also hopeful. i know from reading certain tomes from bruce sterling that gave me the distinct impression he knew what he was talking about...
let's just say it is research :)
Wow.
If I ever wanted an omelette, NOW'S this time!!
"Scrummy" was one of those words that never sounded right to me when I lived in England for a couple of years. Especially in the southern dialect, where I once heard a young girl say "Yummy scrummy in my tummy" without a single long-e sound.
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ncdntlly, t's ll th wrdr Cry's pprntly mnng hs pht rchvs nd chsng ths pctrs. t's dffclt t mgn ths r bng pstd frm th rd, gvn hw h's skppng t dvrgnt crnrs f th wrld lmst by th dy.
wndr f h'll dt ths pst, t. G BngBng plc stt!
Christ man it's just a picture of some delicious mushrooms. What are we supposed to discuss?
The molecular structure of them?
Not that that wouldn't be interesting mind you, I'm simply not privy to that information.
OHHH you have an ongoing "thing" happening here!
Little ongoing bitchfest with the management eh?
Sorry, your comment didn't elicit enough thought above a certain level there, sorry.
Back to my turnips...
#12 Rob Long- As one of Cory's flickr contacts could tell you, these picture are from various and sundry times & places, blogged on boingboing in no readily discernible order. (Although he kinda does let on in the description, "from my travels over the years".) Also, from what I can tell, these are the most edifying, interesting, etc. pictures he's got. He's a writer, whadaya want? Enjoy, or don't.
When stationed at Ft. Lewis in Washington, we discovered a terrific open market where locals would bring mushrooms to sell. Since Washington is nothing if not heaven for fungi -- the mushrooms were both plentiful and flavorful. We were so spoiled! Now, we live in Georgia and can go morel hunting but we sure miss that open market! Your picture brought back delicious memories.
Love the blog! I only just discovered it (that should tell you how much time I spend surfing the net). Must go feed the chickens!
All the best!
Rob Long, a man who is so disinterested in what's posted on Boing Boing that he reads it every day just to make sure it's still not up to his exacting standards.
You know, at first (very quick, and caffeine-deprived) glance I thought I was looking at a great big brood of insects ... there just may be some correlation between that and the fact that I am an awful, awful cook.
Nevertheless, very neat photo!
I dunno about all of you, but my quick glimpse registered in my head as "bin full of Barbie dolls with tutus on".
Soups on!!
Looks so tasty, Nice shot Corey.
Remember, "There are OLD mushroom hunters and BOLD mushroom hunters but NO old, bold mushroom hunters."
Same applies to pilots.
Rob Long, the oblong ding-dong. Sing-song so-long at Rob Long!
Mushrooms truly are beautiful and, sadly, underappreciated both as an aspect of the ecosystem and a delicacy.
Of course there are also the dozens and dozens of medicinal and/or spiritual species of fungi. I like to think psilocybian mushrooms are nearly impossible to abuse: people who injest psiloc(yb)in "just for kicks" always wind up getting theirs in the end. Treat them with respect and they can be an extremely valuable spiritual and emotional tool. Misbave, and, well, I hope you enjoy crying for six hours. :)
Anyway.
Anyone interested in the ecological and medical (no drugs, sorry) uses for fungi should read Paul Stamet's latest book, "Mycelium Running." It's seriously a phenomenal book.
Just one tidbit from it: there are species of mycelia that possess enzymes which can break down oil (he demonstrates with used motor oil) and even some that can destroy nerve gas!
I'll stop whoring it now, but seriously. Any fan of mycology would love this book.
The only reason I've left Rob his vowels this long is that he's making such a good pinata.
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Rob, sorry to be so heartless when you're gagging for it. I'll drop by later. If you've stopped being amusing, I'll disemvowel you then, 'kay?
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby!
Tsk!
I am saddened by the thought of what your life must have been/is like to produce a person who is so full of epic fail.
I will advise the internet to stay off of your damn lawn.
My friend's grandmother used to order apple pie every time she ate out. She'd take a bite, sigh and say, "Not as good as mine." She died alone.
Antinous, I gather the pie thing wasn't a single isolated behavior?
No. Just part of a constant need to demean the contributions of others to maintain her imaginary place in her imaginary hierarchy. As for me: I like pie!
The copybook virtues are a good set of habits to hardwire while we still can. It makes us much more tolerable later on.
I'm getting worried about comments being disabled again. I sense a great disturbance in the force.
I hope not. Seems to me folks like Rob are in the minority.
I love this picture. My parents have been friends with a wild foods/mycology expert for many years, so I was raised on wild mushrooms and still enjoy scouring the woods for em. So yeah, this shot made me salivate. :)
great photo. having relocated in finland a few years back i've been enjoying the mushrooms available at market as well as the everman's right to pick them. extra special good are the false morels, which, when handled properly taste good and don't kill you. i've heard that they are illegal back home in the u.s.
Just found some of these in Salt Point State Park (California, USA) last week. Yum. A photo is available on my website Mushroom Observer, a non-commercial, open source, user-generated-content site for mushrooms. If you find a wild mushroom and want to know what it is, try it out.