After having the fantastic grilled portabella mushroom salad at Samovar, I thought I'd try it on my own. So I walked into the market, picked up a couple of big ones, and dropped them again. I had to take a deep breath before pinching them with my fingers, throwing them into a bag and dropping it hastily into my shopping basket. Getting them back out was harder, but de-stemming them was the worst. I felt the same kind of feeling as if I were staring at a tarantula through a thin piece of glass. Whew.
Even Milo was a little hesitant:
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