Wine Cap

I got another mushroom spore block last Christmas. The family biologists seem to enjoy them, and have looped me in. And I diligently grow them. Because they are kind of neat.

The first batch I grew were yellow oyster mushrooms, which had a pleasant mushroom-y taste. Then Dad brought me down some foraged Chicken of the Woods, which I recently wrote about, and tasted quite pleasant with indeed a chicken-type flavor and texture.

But the wine caps, for which I created a dedicated “garden” in a half bourbon barrel with straw, failed to fruit despite clear signs of ongoing inoculation. Finally, after nearly 6 months, they appeared.

So to try them, I applied a light sauté as to not muddle the flavors.

And they were terrible. Sweet and astringent. Yuck. Not recommended. I think I’ll send the rest up with Dad for him to try. What a disappointment for such a long wait. Oh well.

–Simon

Pumpkins (Part 4)

It’s been a while since I had a good pumpkin harvest, and while my yield contains pretty small specimens, ravaged by squash bugs, it’s still better that most years past.

It’s a pretty pile of fall colors, perfect to usher in the season.

–Simon

Prize Tomato 2025

Every year there’s one, usually either a beefsteak or a brandywine. An early fruit, if unmolested by wildlife, will eventually become the largest of the season. Here are the winners from past years (it would not appear that I documented them all):

2017: Undefined

2019: 24.8oz

BFT

2021: 16.8oz

2023: 19.3oz

2024: 14.2oz

2019 still holds the record.

And pushing its way into 3rd place, muscling out 2021, is 2025! Yay!

2025: 17.2oz

Not epic, but categorically glorious.

–Simon

Tomatoes 2024

Getting a late harvest, but they’re finally rolling in. At least the ones I can get to before the squirrels. So here I am documenting the time and photos for my records.

–Simon