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Message: [QUOTE="ClifSpliffy, post: 4385707, member: 9260"] this is an interesting point aboot the New Year holiday, and more broadly, the mostly reliable clock of agriculture highly predictable based on the lunar calendar. the first hebrew holiday mandated, Passover, was just a recognition of the far older common tradition of celebrating spring (time to plant! we need food!), soon followed by the other two of these big three, Shavuot (holiday of the first fruits), and then Sukkot (harvest time! party on!). all ag and nothing more, waving chickens over peoples heads nothwithstanding ('waving chickens,' an eastern european New Year custom where the father would literally wave a live chicken over the head of his children while saying a prayer, 'may the good lord deliver unto you nothing but kfc in the new year!' too funny.) when i first learned this as a child, i prolly said sumthing to an elder like 'seriously? u people took a lot of drugs...hey! mushrooms?) i don't even like chicken, so it's prolly guaranteed that im going to hades. the point being that for a very long time, i look to the date for Sukkot as harvest time for the [I]kanna bosem, [/I]and it usually turns out to be accurate. kind of amazingly consistent. yesterday, after the rains departed (seems like my first real thunder and lightning storm of the year - [I]September 13), [/I]i took a walk around and noticed emerging in the grasslands .... mushrooms! holy moly, i haven't seen them in ages! there were a few back at Shavuot time, but they soon were gone like the wind. i took gg gramms to the fairdale whole paycheck when it opened back when. she was [I]frozen [/I]in front of the wall of fresh mushrooms in bins. i asked why and she said it's the first time since childhood back in crapistan that she saw all the shrooms that she spent soooo many hours collecting in the peaks of carpathia. blew her mind and triggered her soul with nostalgia. mushies are absolutely one of my favorite foods, and our pantry is always well stocked with [I]cans and cans [/I]of them. other than white buttons and portos, fresh ones kind of freak me out. over the years, folks are always pointing out the plethora out in the back country. 'look! u've got this one, and that one, and....' to which i always say 'that's nice, help urself, cuz i ain't eating them, no way, no how.' last year at this time, on an east northeast facing drumlin slope, there were a few [I]acres [/I]of that red capped kind, aboot 3 to 5 inches across. never saw that quantity before. [I]wall to wall packed in tightly.[/I] couldn't find the outstanding video aboot that giant mushroom plant in kali that i saw on tv recently, but this one is pretty good. [MEDIA=youtube]Z9NQ6VEciFk[/MEDIA] and now we know why my 75 cents little can is now regularly $1.50 -no pickers and 15% [I]more [/I]customers in 2021, tho for some reason unknown to me, Price-Rite still sells them at 69 cents when they're in stock, which is a 50/50 chance. as time rolls by, and i continue to see that giant (1 to 2 feet across, and usually on the base of a tree stump or dead tree) white mushroom, i wonder if im getting this wrong on not eating them. or, as gg gramms likes to say to me at times, 'hey tough guy! for some things, you act like such a little girl!' that's literally what she says, 'u act like a little girl.' also too funny. on the udder hand, given the absolute nightmare that she had to deal with as a child back in crapistan, with death and brutality all around (ww2 started in her back yard, literally, 10s of thousands dead or on the move in that world crossroad of hungarian/ukrainian/polish/czech transylvania, in the [I]spring [/I]of '39. for those paying close attention to the now, back when the current war started, that nutjob hunky made noise aboot taking that area back from ukraine when things weren't going ukraines way. they are now.). pretty rough starting the day high up in the hills picking shrooms, then looking down and noticing a couple dozen folks, including family, getting [I]executed. [/I]compared to that, i guess we're all little girls. she shook all that off the minute she got out, never looked back, and continues to this day making sauteed mushrooms and onions for the holiday table. [/QUOTE]

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