I admit to spending a few days in Chicago this week and, comically, I had no Internet access. Sounds like a weak excuse even as I type it. Nonethesless, it’s true. So I’m a day behind in mushroom block discovery. The trade-off is that I have a new farm-to-table restaurant post coming up.
I’ve been lifting the plastic veil twice daily to spritz the inside of the tent with water, as directed. Those little once-indiscernable surface eruptions on my mushroom block are blossoming into some sort of form and, in fact, a one could call the protrusions mushroom-like.
Isn’t life amazing?