Every Saturday I go to the local farmer’s market and almost every Saturday I buy some of my produce for the week from one particular vendor, a kind and cheerful woman who sells several types of mushrooms and nothing else.
She is, hands down, my favorite vendor at the market, not least of which because she always makes time to dote on my baby. (What can I say? I’m easily won over.)
I buy the workhorse cremini mushrooms more often than any other type, but the ruffle-y, gray clusters of oyster mushrooms always beckon to me. The trouble is, oyster mushrooms are expensive and I’ve never been quite sure how to showcase them best.
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