I have eaten them - Pied de Mouton

could not hold back, at breakfast want to and probably will eat more, I knew as soon as I had eaten them , I would start looking at the books,finding other spined mushrooms"not for eating". The whole walk felt so fat and something about me finding them and not the dog ; was a good and forgotten experience. I like to think they a good for me , the truffle is more of a dream ancestral hunt dangered by the world of passion, whereas these feel like bouncing energy . I realize how little I know about my native mushrooms. I think the last puppy has been taken, I hope , home will be somerset but hunting the perigord after christmas. They have all seem to have found happy homes, not to far away.