Admittedly I had nothing to do with these mushrooms. I didn't forage them, I didn't eat them (sad face) but I did photograph them! Late on Sunday night when we were finishing our rabbit feast, Scott and Brandon got home and dumped all these beautiful morels on the table. Brandon helped us when we went chanterelle hunting, so I'm pretty sure he is some kind of mushroom whisperer. I'm going to buy some soon at the farmers market and make bread pudding.
