“The children had gathered three varieties, all good for drying for the store-cupboard to make soups and flavour stews: winter fungus, pale-gilled and smelling faintly of honey; smooth brown porcini, thick-capped and firm-fleshed; horn of plenty, smooth and velvety, black as night, known in France as trompettes de mort.”
Elizabeth Luard, describing a journey through Yugoslavia, in Still Life
When browsing in the Mercado de San Miguel in Spain a couple of weeks ago I spotted some truly gruesome looking mushrooms – they seemed to be black through and through.
Intrigued, I asked the stall holder what they were and was told “setas trompetas de los muertos” – trumpet of the dead mushrooms. So thought they would make the perfect subject for a blog on All Souls’ Day.
The scientific name for Trumpet of the Dead mushroom is Craterellus Cornucopioides and they are found aplenty in Spanish and French woods and forests especially under beech trees, but also under oaks – often beautiful glades lined with moss, lichens, and fallen leaves. These mushrooms gain added flavour when they are dried. They veritably surge out of the ground in masses, an extraordinary sight – hunters say they look for black holes in the ground.
Don’t pick them unless you know absolutely what you are doing. If you really do know your mushrooms bear in mind that they should be cut with a knife. You can buy dried Trumpets of the Dead at Buy Wholefoods On Line. They need to be rehydrated for at least an hour in warm water.
They have a complex, deep flavour – almost truffle-like – but should not be eaten raw as they can give indigestion. They should be carefully washed and then cooked for at least twenty minutes.
They’re unusual and they aren’t cheap so they tend to be used in terrines, soufflés, sauces, in stuffings and for garnishes (particularly effective as they look so striking). And they go particularly well in a risotto (recipe coming next month).
Their season runs from the middle of August (particularly if it’s been a wet summer which causes them to grow very rapidly) until the first frosts of November.
…. and of course you need to listen to some rousing trumpet music while you cook with these dark funghi… what better than the new recording by Pip Eastop who plays on a modern copy of an 1830 instrument coaxing out of it an amazing range of croaks, roars and whoops – the cradenzas (see below) being an especially good example of this.
Alternatively you could listen to the gorgeous trumpeter, Alison Balsom.