Food for Thought
Published Dec 30, 2004
While hiking in the countryside, my friend Eve and I spotted a huge bed of mushrooms that we knew to be edible. We gathered a large basketful and sauteed them that night.
My husband Dick refused to eat them, thinking they might be poisonous.
Two weeks later, Eve and I gathered some more mushrooms. This time, Dick joined us.
"How is it that you're eating these mushrooms tonight," I asked, "when you wouldn't touch the ones we brought home two weeks ago?"
"I thought about it," Dick explained seriously, "and I figured it would be better to be found dead with you two than to try to explain two dead women in our home."
Submitted by: Brknshll
Originally published December 31, 2004.
