FWIW, in the S.F. Bay area, every year there are stories in the paper about some recent immigants who collect 'death cap' mushrooms in the parks in the area and cook them and end up killing themselves. Apparently the mushrooms look pretty much like what they were used to collecting in their country of origin. So, Consider this a killjoy warning about eating things you find on the ground.
But I do remember mushroom hunting with my dad in SE Iowa. I can still remember how good those morels we found tasted when my Grandma cooked them up...
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