Spalters Inc. #10: Predashun: I haz it
Or better yet: when the dreaded tree-killing mushroom from hell finds its own slayer. These chunks of mushroom flesh (completely dry) are from Fomes Fomentarius, the evil tinder conk, that loves birch to death, literally. Being a scientific mind in a demented body, I of course cut down a rather big Fomes fruiting body into chunks (secret project) and brought them back to Paris with me. Right now I’m sorting things out here, many will go back to the parents’ house, in my ...
