By “edible” I don’t mean the kind one might gather in the woods. I mean the kind you get in the grocery store produce department.
I love mushrooms. I would never be brave enough to eat one someone had picked, but since the ones in the store are grown commercially, guaranteed edible, I definitely eat those. So the other day at the grocery store, I saw some portobello mushrooms and thought “What the heck.” Last night the kids had peanut butter and jelly and yogurt for supper–it’s a favorite around here–and I put my four portobello caps in a skillet with some butter and salt. I had nothing else for supper except some tea, and ate nothing afterwards. That afternoon we’d had fast food for lunch, but no one else woke up in the middle of the night with what this family calls Bad Poop. Nor is anyone else queasy this morning. It dawned on my thick mind that maybe even completely “safe” mushrooms might have trace amounts of things, and I may have exceeded the smart limit of mushroom goodness last night, and I did an websearch and came up with lots of cautions about the dire consequences of ingesting wild mushrooms, but nothing about eating too many portobellos. Folks here who know about mushrooms–should I blame this on the portobellos, or is this more likely that I drew the short stick on the fast food?
(Incidentally, none of my symptoms are more than uncomfortable. We’re not talking the kind of sharp abdominal pain or vomiting and copius diahrrea I’ve been so delighted to read about this morning. If it were anything really serious, I’d be in the ER and not posting here.)