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Mastering Mushrooms

If nothing else, our instructors are precise about the size of our cuts...for example,

a large dice must be 3/4" x 3/4" x 3/4"
a medium dice must be 1/2" x 1/2" x 1/2"
a small dice must be 1/4" x 1/4" x 1/4"
a brunoise must be 1/8" x 1/8" x 1/8"
a fine brunoise must be 1/16" x 1/16" x 1/16"

and one teacher in particular is able to eyeball whether our large dices are too small and our fine brunoise is too big.

For me, someone who is spatially impaired, this detail to measurement is difficult to visualize.  So, I created a handy-dandy little measuring card to fit in my chef coat pocket...AND I laminated it.  Ha!

Eventually, I will get the mental picture of what a 3/4" cube looks like.  My larger problem? Fluting/turning a mushroom.  Our instructor demonstrated it, quickly, in class one day, and it was beautiful.  The rest of us tried it, and ended up hacking up our poor fungi to death.

With a vengeance I purchased a box of whole button mushrooms.  Mission: to better my turning technique.

This photo comprises my first few tries:


A few minutes, youtube video viewings, and mushrooms later:


And finally, a corner has been turned (har har - pun intended).  Not perfect by any means, but my technique is definitely getting better.  The tell tale spiral is definitely more discernible.


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