Mushroom Picking at Oberon NSW (Part One)

Wednesday, November 13, 2019
Saffron Milk Cap Mushroom Picking Oberon NSW
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Mushroom Picking Black Springs Oberon NSW
Mushroom Picking Black Springs Oberon NSW
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Poisonous Mushroom Picking Oberon NSW
Poisonous Mushroom Picking Oberon NSW
Mushroom Picking Black Springs Oberon NSW
Saffron Milk Cap Mushroom Picking Oberon NSW

Mushroom Picking at Black Springs / Oberon in NSW Australia. Between late February and early May. Photos by me using Canon 75D 

Between late February and early May, NSW States Forests' exotic mushrooms begin to grow. Saffron Milk Cap (Lactarius Deliciousus) and Slippery Jack (Suillus Luteus) mushrooms emerge from the ground ready to be picked. These are the only two edible mushrooms found here in Oberon.
Some mushrooms are poisonous and you can become extremely sick if you consume them, so please be cautious. I was lucky enough to do this trip with two experienced mushroom pickers.

From Liverpool, Sydney we drove west for 2 hours to reach the Oberon Visitor Information Centre (Ross Street and Edith Road, Oberon). I recommend coming here first to grab a map and some guides to mushroom picking. There is no mobile reception in the State Forests so you can easily get lost. We used walkie talkies to meet up with friends. When parking, park on the edge of the road as timber harvesting is done seven days a week.

Remember to bring a small pocket knife or scissors and a big tote bag. It's easy to spot mushrooms as you walk by. Usually if we found one, we found others nearby. To pick, you simply cut them at the stem and gently stack them in the tote bag (tip: we used a Woolworths shopping tote with a square base).

The below photos are a guide to the edible mushrooms you can pick from the State Forests.
Saffron Milk Cap Mushrooms Slippery Jack Mushrooms
Saffron Milk Cap Mushrooms                                    Slippery Jack Mushrooms

Note: Although they look pretty - do not pick or touch the mushrooms that are not these pictured above. I brushed my fingers along the red mushroom with white dots and felt a slight tingle in my fingers. So it's best to stay away from them, just take pretty photos and supervise any children.

 I personally liked the Saffron Milk Cap mushrooms, it had a silky texture and taste. We chopped them up and and added it to our spaghetti bolognese. It can be cooked in sauces, stews, stir fries and casseroles. Slippery Jack mushrooms taste exactly as it sounds - slippery. To me the mushroom were slimy and was not a fan.  I read that it's best to dry them out and peel them for soups and casseroles.

We enjoyed two hours of mushroom picking in the eerie silent forests, under plenty of shade. We strolled and admired the dots red and orange mushrooms along the pine needle filled grounds. We then rested to enjoy a small lunch in a clearing and headed home with our bags of mushrooms.

Japan Diaries: Pablo Mini Tarts & Jack In The Donuts

Monday, November 4, 2019

Pablo Mini The Cheese Tarts Tokyo Japan
Pablo Mini The Cheese Tarts Tokyo Japan
Pablo Mini The Cheese Tarts Tokyo Japan
Jack In The Donuts Tokyo Japan
Jack In The Donuts Tokyo Japan
Jack In The Donuts Tokyo Japan
Jack In The Donuts Tokyo Japan
Jack In The Donuts Tokyo Japan

Japan Diaries: Pablo Mini The Cheese Tart and Jack In The Donuts in Tokyo (Akihabara) Japan. Visited January 2019.

In Japan if I ever walked past anything that smelt good, I had it in my hands within minutes. This happened when I walked past Pablo Mini and Jack in the Donuts. No regrets.

Pablo Mini The Cheese Tart: Around the corner from Akihabara train station, there is a yellow brick store decorated with fake grass on the roof. This is the first brick & mortar store for Pablo Mini. Inside dozens of freshly baked tarts lined the shelves. Flavours included original (also known as plain), matcha, chocolate and strawberry. 
The seasonal specials were the sweet potato and caramel flavours and we watched a man delicately place red beans on the matcha/red bean flavour . One tart cost starts from 220 yen each but of course Hai and I got a 6 pack box to share.
I loved chocolate and original. The pastry is buttery and flaky; and the filling is smooth and had that unique creamy texture that only the Japanese can achieve. Japanese milk is so good, I don't understand how they achieve it. They must massage their cows daily.

Jack In The Donuts: Located near the famous Akihabara's Yodabashi Camera store, is this cute donut store. The shop front caught my eyes first, with thirty types of pastries lined up in abundance. They had classic ones, mochimochi (chewy) ones, cronuts, custard filled ones and "healthy" tofu ones. I didn't bother with a tofu one as I was on holidays, dammit. 
It was my first time trying a mochimochi one - it had a crisper exterior but inside was soft and chewy. I was able to pull the donut back from my mouth like stringed cheese. 
I wouldn't be able to find this type of thing back home in Australia. I also had the premier chocolate donut, topped with nuts and icing sugar. Bloody delicious

Forever Young

Sunday, November 3, 2019

I'm sorry I said we were tainted. We are not. If anything we have been faithful only to each other. You and I are still the most stable thing I've ever had since I can remember. 
Just know that no one in this world could ever love you like I have loved you. You have my heart. 
I'm just... I'm sorry I couldn't be that girl that you could only keep from sunset to sunrise.
If only.. you believed in forever. 

Japan Diaries: Landing in Akihabara

Wednesday, October 2, 2019
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Japan Diaries: Akihabara Tokyo, Japan. Visited January 2019.

I walked along the streets lined with narrow buildings lit up brightly and loudly from floor to sky. Akihabara looks stunning. I hear cheerful Japanese jingles from every store, enticing tourists like me to squeeze into the cramp aisles. The shop windows are glowing.  I tried to take in everything. Locals carrying plastic bags with their cute nick nacks, showing them off to friends who gasp "Kawaii!" in the cutest voices. I'm far from home.

Hai and I noticed locals hanging around a Takoyaki store. Standing inside was a man skillfully turning the batter around until it formed a crispy ball of squid and gooey dough. The cashier greets us and with one look at Hai we bought a tray of steaming takoyaki balls. And that became my very first hot meal in Japan. 

We stayed at Super Hotel in a small but neat room that could barely fit our suitcases. To get to my clothes I had to lay our suitcase on the bed, conscious that snow was still wedged into the wheels. Above the bed was a small window facing the bright neon lights of sleepless city of Akhihabara. I liked to stare out of it.

Sitting on the bed, I told myself that I was a brave bitch. The night before I had tossed and turned in bed fearing turbulence, bad weather and the loss of control I'll face. My crippling fear of flying does not stop me from traveling, but everyone has their own personal demons to face. 
When I was 21, I quit my job to travel for three months. It was an insane feeling. I visited Cambodia, Vietnam, France, Belgium, Netherlands and the United Kingdom. 
Paris left a tattoo on my heart. I had spent seven weeks there. I even sent postcards home and received postcards back. My loved ones missed me. On my 22nd birthday I flew alone back to Sydney, celebrating my birthday over the sea. It changed my life.

Ten years later I boarded a plane to Tokyo for our honeymoon. In times of turbulence, Hai held my hand tightly. I refused to take off my headphones. The seat next to me was empty, so I shut my eyes and tried to think about a second person, holding my other hand smiling at me with a familiar reassurance. Holding onto that thought eventually calmed me.

Hai had finished his shower and bought me back from my day dreaming. He pulls out some yen.
Like little kids we wondered over to the 7/11. It didn't matter that the cold wind slapped my face. 
He held the cash and I held the shopping basket. I filled it with onigiri, snacks and warm drinks, bowing at each store attendant when they bowed at me. Hai did not stop me from buying anything. Hai reminded me to thank everyone with "Arigato".

We spent the next three days here exploring. And on the second day, Akihabara closed off the roads and we were free to roam around for the Movie Festival. I stood in the middle of the street to take in how colorful this part of Tokyo was. I closed my eyes and thought about when I walked out of the Parisian train station and saw the Eiffel Tower for the first time.
 I felt another tattoo being etched onto my heart. I fell in love with Japan.

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