Mushroom alert

Can I let you in on a secret? I hate mushrooms.

No, I mean I really hate them.

From their slightly rubbery texture to their bland, mushroomy flavour – everything about them is pure, fungal wrongness.

They are evil.

And yet, dear reader, as a budding B&B host, it is my lot in life to fry up a batch whenever one of our guests orders them for breakfast.

Now, this is not quite the hardship you may think I’m making it out to be.  I actually don’t mind handling them and I don’t mind pushing them around the griddle pan while they’re cooking.  A mushroom is easier on the fingers than, say, a cold, clammy, uncooked chicken.  No, I’m more than happy to cook them for other people, because at the end of the frying process I have the great pleasure of putting them on someone else’s plate and not eating them myself.

And for that, I am eternally grateful.

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One Response to Mushroom alert

  1. Tara says:

    I’m with you 100% !!