I know that my ancestors, both rich and poor, knew where to find wild mushrooms and which ones were edible. This hunt is what put gourmet mushrooms on the table and could be either a social or quiet pastime, like a Sunday drive.
So a mushroom kit is my answer. It’s on the list (almost sounds like a threat) along with this book. I figure with marginal success in the garden and a sad end to our bees, fungus is something this family can grow!