That Morel pic makes me think of the fry pan sizzling!!!
I am one of those that grew up eating a couple of the false morels,especially the ones that we called "caps".The other that we called "braineys" or "beefsteaks".My father loved the beefsteaks so I would always seek them out for him but I always liked the Morels and the caps better!!
We had a neighbor that would bring some kind of mushroom home almost year round it seemed,and that was a feat considering northern Michigan winters!!
I always wished I had learned more from the neighbor,thought that was cool.
Nowadays I have a hard time getting around in the woods,but I get out at least a couple of times with my kids and we have a contest of who can find the first shroom!!
All we ever want is enough for a mess or two,and we are very happy!!