the right ones

 

My mum is French and I always remember her telling me of when she would go collecting wild mushrooms.

Apparently the very poisonous ones are so similar to the very yummy ones that whenever someone would go and fetch a few from the fields they would first go past a chemist to make sure that they got the right ones.

This was so common practice that at the time many chemists in France use to be trained in order to be able to tell the species apart!

 

Christine, cultural worker and freelance writer, 2011

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