Truffles, 13 miles NW, 1000ft elevation

Kate, Riley and I drove up onto the Forest Park ridge looking for Oregon White Truffles. This was only my second successful foray. Along the trail I spotted a small stand of young Doug Fir. There was a thin, even layer of duff which prevented any vegetation from growing. Finding the truffles was as easy as scraping back the duff. In the dim light the white truffles glowed like gold.

November 12th, 2009 at 2:31 pm
Aren’t truffles worth their weight in gold?
Maybe that’s why they glow.
December 13th, 2009 at 8:24 am
What did you do with them?
December 14th, 2009 at 6:22 pm
What did I do with them? Shaved them raw over scrambled eggs and salads.