Black morels (Morchella elata group) range across the world and are fairly common in Oregon. They are, however, a rare delicacy because they are highly sought after by seasoned mushroom hunters and are extremely difficult to spot in the duff of the forest floor. They often grow in semi-disturbed areas. We (by “we,” I mean Henry the husband) are lucky enough to find morels every spring growing in various locales on our property. Last year, a population sprouted in and around a pile of accumulated waxed cardboard, potting soil, sand, and one-gallon nursery pots. This year, more came up in a patch of burned ground that was recently planted with fruit trees.
I have to admit that in general I like mushrooms, but I don’t LOVE mushrooms. Morels may have changed all that for me. These mushrooms got sauteed with a little olive oil and garlic, and they were delicious.




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Look at all of those! I had one precious little morel come up in the front-yard meadow last spring, and I was too in awe to pick it or eat it. Enjoy them; they look delicious!
Maybe leaving the first one will encourage a larger population grow this year.
That’s what I’m hoping!
Though I haven’t spotted any this spring…I’ll have to go out and have a good look around.
I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a morel before. Add it to the list of “pros” for buying some land and moving out of town! Nice photos, Camille!