Saturday, October 25, 2014

From the road


New Jersey: snapshops from the road.


 Of the fields...


Of the parking lots...

This sticker made me pause behind this car for a long while. Then the driver and his wife got out. The man who owns this car and who elected to sport this sticker was in his sixties, and was wearing Bermuda shorts. Pure white, with large, fuchsia pink, turquoise and yellow polka dots. I walked away then to look at some pumpkins, during which interval I composed a very good little speech. Mainly about his shorts, what they told me, with a short aside for his wife. Unfortunately (fortunately?), by the time I had turned back again and was ready to deliver this speech, the car had pulled out and driven off. Pity.



Of the stone houses, where it is dahlia season.


Of the river bottoms, the last wildflowes to set seed. This may be a Silene...does anyone know?

October has galloped by.


Friday, October 24, 2014

Drive by shooting


We drove the cat to Brooklyn, to see his doctor. 

I miss this lovely view.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

The business of spores


There has been quite a lot of this going on in the last week.

We ate the ones above in our risotto last night. Agaricus campestris - meadow mushrooms.


I had found some earlier in the week, too. ( I ate those privately, on toast)


Brown spore print from pink or chocolate-y gills, no staining on cap or stem when cut = Good to Eat.

And they were.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Autumn in the hood


Happening right now on a rainy night in Harlem: smooth sumac (Rhus glabra) vodka shaken up with a lick of maple syrup (cocktail name...help?). Since I didn't collect and make the maple syrup myself I'll omit botanical name. But you should talk to our friend, Steve...


Puffballs (Calvatia fragilis) and meadow mushrooms (Agaricus campestris) sauteeing. In the oven, hen of the woods (Grifola frondosa) are roasting...

...wild mushroom risotto for supper.

Blocks on blocks


Chelsea skyline, from The High Line.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Do you smell mushrooms?


Good mushroom weather, we've been having. Rain, the first cold nights, a little warmth in the day.


Blewits - Clitocybe nuda - the typical pale lavender is fading in these specimens, but still a fresh enough clutch for a light lunch, on toast. The spore print is pale buff. Spore prints are important.


I had never seen these, before, below. Very striking.


Turns out they are Leucoagaricus americanus, and are edible. They caused some excitement in a mushroom forum.


See their distinctive, fat stems...


This cap was about five inches across. 

I'm not  a very adventurous mushroom eater, and I do my homework, so don't panic. I only brought one home to identify, and it will not be lunch.

Yet.


Monday, October 20, 2014

Concord air


They perfume the whole apartment. From the tiny, one-stall farmers market on 117th and Lenox Avenue.
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