I love mushrooms, so versatile and so yummy in all their fungtastic goodness.
I peel fresh mushrooms, the boyfriend thinks this is the most bizarrely unnecessary kitchen step he’s ever seen. I have no defense other than, “that’s how Mom did it.” It doesn’t really weird me out that he doesn’t peel them, I still happily eat whatever he’s made with the unpeeled ones in there, since whatever grossness I’d have peeled off probably got cooked away anyway.
Am I wasting precious edible shroom here or is he the weirdo?
You know that spongy part where the top cap curls under and joins the stem? I always grab that part and pull up toward the top, taking off about an 1/8 inch layer.
Don’t exist.
To me at least. I consider them one of the most vile food imaginable.
But whenever my Mom would make them, she would peel them. So you are not alone.
alone.
Having watched Alton Brown hector about this, the upshot is that they don't absorb water but in negligible amounts. Little enough to forgo brushing for the convenience and speed of running water.
My mother peeled, I wash. But I wash them just before I slice and cook them, or slice and use them in a salad or whatnot. Occasionally, cut away a spot, but I select them carefully at the store.
I did read that the section where the stem meets the cap should still be joined; if it has separated or opened, they’re not as fresh.
These are your standard white button mushrooms of which I speak. I haven’t been too adventurous with other kinds yet.
I gave some mushrooms a quick wash and sliced them for an omelet for lunch.
Yep, that’s right Mom, I consumed gleefully unpeeled mushrooms.
Felt weird, I gotta say, but tasted the same as always so I’ll concede the uselessness of peeling and join the crowd. The boyfriend promises not to gloat too much.
Whatever will I do will all this new time on my hands?