Seek and ye shall find. Friends and fellow foragers, I am beside myself!! Driving to yoga, a flash of orange in the woods caught my eye and I mentally bookmarked it for the ride home. And there it was upon my return—yes, in all its flamboyant and fiery glory—an enormous wild chicken mushroom!! A large-and-in-charge specimen of Laetiporus sulphureus, also known as the Sulfur Shelf mushroom. It's considered a good entry-level wild edible, because it's quite distinctive and really can't be confused with anything remotely poisonous. There were a good 10 pounds of it growing atop a fallen tree trunk, and I took home about half of that, much of it fresh, pliant and begging to be eaten. After a good trimming, a soak in salty water (to clear out any bugs) and a thorough drying, I stashed my haul under a paper towel until dinner time. Sautéed in butter, with a little garlic, thyme, stock and a splash of cream, and served over toast, it was the supper of my dreams: wild, free and spectacularly seasonal.

The chicken mushroom gets its name from its firm, meaty consistency and its mild, slightly sweet flavor. I think it would be great in all manner of stir-fries, over polenta and in risotto. I recently discovered some good gluten-free bread and I was taken with the idea of serving sauteed mushrooms over toast. This turned out to be a good way to go. The toast soaks up the deliciously rich sauce and is an earthy complement and textural counterpoint to the mushrooms.