A friend of ours in the ward lives out in the country and invited us and the Haas family to come out to her land to go "mushroom-hunting." They have several mushroom patches on their land that grow plenty of morel mushrooms each year and they were kind enough to share them with us! I'm not going to lie, it's one of the weirder things I've done since moving to the Midwest, but it was an absolute blast. After we were done picking them, we cleaned them, split them up and sauteed half in butter and the other half we breaded and fried in butter. They were so good. Even Bobby liked them and he is a natural born mushroom-hater. (Gets it from his Mom.)
