Mushrooms, Dog-pee, and that Heavenly Smell.

Some people don’t like mushrooms.

Some people don’t like dogs.

Some people who don’t like dogs, also don’t like mushrooms.

Mrs. Chaddha, our next floor neighbor falls in the last category, and I discovered it this morning.

Wifey and I were returning from our usual jaunt to the Mother Dairy, when wifey chanced upon a rather crumpled and unhappy looking mushroom. To be frank, it didn’t look much like a mushroom to me. A sickly orangish un-ovalish thing jutted out from the roots of a tree in front of Mr. Goyal’s house, and if it wasn’t for wife’s keenness to identify and classify flora that could remotely remind her of the time she spent in the North-East of India, the poor little thing would’ve gone un-noticed. But that teeny-weeny mushroom was destined for greater things, and so wifey noticed it and exclaimed, “Oh look! A mushroom!”

Her exclamation was natural. Right in the middle of a white hot summer, you wouldn’t expect to see a mushroom in Noida. In fact, I can’t remember when I last saw one actually growing anywhere – and so, as I noted before, her exclamation was natural.

I grunted my approval on her exclamation. We didn’t stop there to admire it. There was actually nothing much in that puny little mushroom to admire. But a seven-ton voice that could only have belonged to our middle-aged Punjabi neighbor, brought us to a dead-halt.

Kukurmutte? hain ji?”
(Mushrooms? Aren’t they?)

To understand her loaded statement, you must understand the term kukurmutte first, and to understand kukurmutte, you must break it apart.

Kukurmutte = kukur + mutte.

Kukur = dog.

Mutte = pee.

Thus, kukurmutte translates to “that which is born of a dog’s pee.” The nomenclature is accurate, as you can see.


Dogs pee upon the roots of trees.

Mushrooms grow upon the roots of trees.

So mushrooms are born of dog-pee.

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“These dogs,” she grumbled, sounding almost like Mr. Goyal, except that she was powered by the “Proud to be Punjabi” engine, “these dogs, they pee everywhere. And then you get these mushrooms! And to think that people eat mushrooms! I’d never touch it!”

And to think that wifey, at that moment, had a packet of mushrooms in her fridge, which she was going to use for making mushroom-matar (a curry of mushrooms and peas! Yes, there’s a dish calls mushroom-peas – and I am not going overboard twisting the phonetics out of shape to meet my own nefarious goals…)

That night when we sat down for dinner, wifey had news.

She had taken a bowl of her mushroom-matar curry to Mrs. Chaddha. Mrs. Chaddha had taken the bowl from wifey, removed the lid, inhaled deeply and said, “it smells soooo…good!”


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9 thoughts on “Mushrooms, Dog-pee, and that Heavenly Smell.

  1. So let’s see if this ” unable to leave a comment ” business is sorted out. So I’ll leave a comment but please don’t send me any dog-pee mushrooms……..please, pretty please………I do love mushrooms but I had no idea that they were generated by dog-pee.

    1. Things appear to be moving in the right direction. I think when it comes to the origins of anything natural, you should trust the Indian explanation. After all, a recent study shows that the Indus Valley Civilization, predated the Egyptian Civilization 😀 But the mushroom-pea curry is indeed scrumptious…and Mrs. Chaddha is right. It smells heavenly.

    1. They are born of dog-pee, remember? Mrs. Chaddha was merely giving voice to what Indians have known for 9000 years (well, per a recent study – until another more recent study replaces this one.) But yes, washing them carefully could help take some dirt off them 😀

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