It’s weird that the mushrooms apparently just got scraped off and the kids were fine. Because I read in some book once (fictional, about a cult) where they were making amanita tea. Implying stuff leaches out with moisture.
But then other stuff says the death cap poison is not soluble so maybe it’s just the hallucinogens are or the book was wrong. So they could have removed it and been okay because it didn’t permeate the meal?
I have no idea. My interest in mushrooms is from a botanical standpoint and checking them out as a kid. Going down a research rabbit hole out of curiosity. What info is right
I'm interested in this beef Wellington pie. So not a traditional beef Wellington but a pie version. Was it a large pie or individual pies? And if it was a large pie how fucking big was this thing that feed 5 people plus leftovers for the kids plus samples for the cops? Was there more than one pie? So many questions.
I thought about this but more so a silly question of how many mushrooms does it take to make this big meal. Probably enough to reasonably say all the purchased shrooms have been used in cooking and nothing left to test. Also I just looked up a beef Wellington and I didn't know it just looks like a giant sausage roll.
It's a very labour intensive giant sausage roll. You don't use a lot of mushrooms but in a pie who knows. Now she has said that her kids don't eat mushrooms so she scraped them off which tells me it was perhaps a traditional beef Wellington and not a pie because you would "dig them out" if that was the case.
My Dad used to work on a mushroom farm and all the mushrooms were grown indoors in big sheds. The workers wore tyvek suits to reduce contamination. Things may have changed now. That's all I know about mushroom growing.
43 years ago, there was a tragedy in the Northern Territory - a Dingo stole a baby from under a mother's eye in a tent in the middle of nowhere. It was a formative event for me in my childhood.
For months after that event, the media and every talking head in the country spun out a narrative that the mother had done this evil thing, despite having no first-hand knowledge of events. It was repeated and discussed enough that this narrative managed to cement itself into everyone's minds. I remember being really confused - why would a mother kill a baby? By the time she went to court, she was guilty in the eyes of the nation and the trial was almost a formality.
Only, it later turned out that the mother was telling the truth. That tiny baby's coat was found in a dingo's den years later. Much hand wringing ensued. 'Oh that poor lady, she and her husband went through so much' (as though those same people weren't damning them years prior).
Anyway: from that tragic event, I learned never to assume I know all the facts. Never assume the media has any more idea of the truth than I do. Let the justice run its course, and may the truth come out before we pass judgement.
I don't know what happened with the mushroom case. And neither does anyone else currently talking about it. Rampant speculation is harmful.