After a half-decade dealing with a chronic illness (ankylosing spondylitis) and unable to write, I did the only thing that made sense: start an oyster mushroom business out of my basement.
I did everything from scratch, from lab work on petri dishes to cooking grains in a pressure cooker to soaking an entire bale of straw in my bathtub. I got so good at growing mushrooms I even taught a couple workshops at a local continuing education program.
(Also, don't soak straw in your bathtub. It's a mess.)
In 2019 I had a problem: I forgot to respond to an email from firstname.lastname@example.org two years prior. Ed wanted to know if I sold mushrooms or cow testicles, and I was so busy not selling cow testicles that I couldn’t respond.
To quash confusion, I decided to overhaul prairieoysters.ca to help Ed and others learn more about the company’s products.
(But really, I just wanted to write headlines about bull testicles and pretend it was an elaborate website redesign.)