Forager Felisa Rogers admits that she risked life and limb this Tuesday for a handful of insect-riddled oyster mushrooms. Rogers, 35, the fiscally irresponsible and intolerably smug author of Salon.com's "Scavenger" series, revealed that this foraging mission was "less satisfying than usual." Apparently fearing the wrath of her husband and mother, Rogers declined to reveal the exact number of rickety logs she crossed on her ill-advised mushroom hunt; when asked if any of the logs were suspended high above a roaring creek, her answer was "no comment." She did reveal that she rode four miles of hilly gravel road, descended a muddy hillside, crossed two or three marshes, and bushwacked through several "impenetrable" thickets of salmon berry bushes. "I ruined a perfectly good pair of shoes, nearly broke my ankle, and scratched my retina on a bush," Rogers admits, sipping on a mason jar full of nettle tea. When asked if this experience will curb her enthusiasm for annoyingly trendy gastro-outdoorsmanship, Rogers says, "Let me put it this way...Normally I feel pretty smug about eating like a king while living on a minimal budget. But sometimes 9.99 a pound is worth it."
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