I bet it's really nice to get out in the woods, find food and cook it up.

I high school biology class I once saw a puffball as big as a soccer ball. Fine black spores were coming out of a hole in the top, like smoke. Later when my family was camping, I found a small puffball and suggested frying it up, but my mother was horrified at the idea.

I have a friend with Czech heritage, and her family hunts for mushrooms in Nebraska. They call it shrooming.