So what does a girl do when she nearly dies from berry poisoning?? Why go home and eat a personal sized chocolate cake and watch a few episodes of I Love Lucy, of course!
Wait, wait, wait. Back up. You did what??
Almost died from berry poisoning?? Did I not warn you people about being careful when foraging for food in the wild?? Oh. Teehee. That was me who didn’t listen.
Back to the classroom, everyone!
Rule #1 when foraging for food in the wild: Under no circumstances shall you eat a food until you are 100% sure it is safe and edible.
Okay. Seriously. In my defense, I thought I was eating a very safe and edible berry.
Here’s how it went down. I was going for a last minute blueberry pickin’ when I look down and see these bright red berries. “Oh boy!” my little brain says, “Those lingonberries sure sprouted up fast!” And down my hand goes, plucks those berries up and shoves them into my mouth.
(What a pig.)
*Spit, cough, gag*
Dude. Those don’t taste like lingonberries.
So what do I do? I pick a few more, smell them, squish them, and delicately taste them again. Cuz I’m smart like that. Hmm. Yea, definitely not a lingonberry. But how?? That’s a lingonberry bush….
Oh I see. Those red berries grew in-between the lingonberry bush. Crap girl. You really should look closer next time. Oh well. I’m sure I’ll be fine.
And I proceed to pick my blueberries.
Go home, google my bright red berries and find…nothing. At least not about that particular berry. But I did figure out that there is, from what I’ve found, only one red poisonous berry in Alaska, and the one I ate wasn’t that one. Whew!
Sure am thankful for that, since the Baneberry can cause cardiac arrest. Well shoot.
The next day I went blueberry picking again and this time I took pictures and observed very closely my offender. And all of a sudden it hit me…those leaves were totally familiar!! They turned color, and weren’t flat on the ground anymore, but I knew those leaves!
Come to find out, these lovely little flowers are called Dwarf Dogwood aka Bunchberry. And they are edible, people!
Oh happy day! Another berry to forage for. 🙂
There could be a second moral…
…listen to your wise husband who tells you to be careful when foraging for food. (Cuz he doesn’t really want you to die a terrible death from a cardiac arrest all from a silly poisonous berry.)
Seriously. I think he has a deep fear that, oh I don’t know, I will do something dumb like shove random berries in my mouth.
Actually, his exact words when he came home 2 days later were, “Well, that was bound to happen sometime!”