Some friends of my Mom when I was in my teens were really into the whole "Mother earth" "Organic" "Live off the land" thing. From what I knew they had been that way for many years. They always looked forward to the wild mushroom season. One day they, my Mom and another lady went out to pick wild mushrooms. The next day my Mom got a call from the other lady. The husband and wife had cooked up some of the wild mushrooms they picked that day and were now in the hospital. The wife died within 24 hours, the husband live for almost 4 days then died. That was enough of an example for me. I never ate another wild mushroom after that and never will knowingly eat a wild mushroom. One other thing, my Mom never picked wild mushrooms again.
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