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I was fortunate enough to find anothe 7-8 lbs of mixed chants yesterday. The great thing was they were all in my dads front yard. Im going up to stockton to an oak flat wed. Ive been dieing to hunt since the rain let up. Right when all this rain started a few weeks ago it was covered in very small cinnibars but i havent been able to get up there since. Im hoping its got a lot of yellow and smooths too. I love chanterelles and since learning these mushrooms this year it has now completed my cycle to where i have either game to hunt, mushrooms to find, or fish to catch in every month of the year. God is good and always provides!

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I seen messes of them South of Farmington, MO over the last weekend. I don't have anyone in the family who would be interested in eating them, besides myself, so I left them there for someone else. Good luck to you all, and hope you continue to do well with your hunts.

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I seen messes of them South of Farmington, MO over the last weekend. I don't have anyone in the family who would be interested in eating them, besides myself, so I left them there for someone else. Good luck to you all, and hope you continue to do well with your hunts.

Too bad the rest of your family isn't interested. These things are a real treat. Not as great as morels, but better by far than any mushroom you buy at the grocery store. I have a sister-in-law that's like that, though...if it doesn't come pre-packaged in a supermarket, she absolutely refuses to eat it. She got really mad at us one time when we fed her elk meat and told her it was steak...well, it WAS elk steak. She loved it, until we told her afterwards what it was. Ever since, if we invite her family over to dinner, she grills us on exactly what we're serving and where it came from.
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My mo-in-law will not eat at my house unless she looks at the empty container in the trash.

Fed them bbq coon once - she has never been the same since - she thought it was pulled pork.

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Not eating anything that does not come out of a package is a sad position to take. My work takes me to various food manufacturing facilities. The truth is the facilities that manufacture the food are hard to tell from the facilities that manufacture the packaging. When you see where most food comes from it will make you think twice about what your eating. Skinning a squirrel or digging a potato out of the dirt is far more appealing than eating food that comes from a factory.

His father touches the Claw in spite of Kevin's warnings and breaks two legs just as a thunderstorm tears the house apart. Kevin runs away with the Claw. He becomes captain of the Greasy Bastard, a small ship carrying rubber goods between England and Burma. Michael Palin, Terry Jones, 1974

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And far more healthy. The only time we eat commercially raised beef is in restaurants, and the only commercailly raised pork we eat is the Oberle sausage and other stuff from their meat market. A brother-in-law furnishes our beef and sometimes pork, and there is usually a lot of deer meat in the freezer, along with fish, squirrels, rabbits, and even the occasional groundhog. Another brother-in-law puts in a huge garden and we help him weed it, pick it, and can it. As my friend the songwriter says in one of his songs, "We eat what we can, what we cannot eat we can."

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