Add Yahoo as a preferred source to see more of our stories on Google. The text showed up around 7 p.m. on a Thursday night in late February. I had been loosely communicating with a truffle hunter ...

Add Yahoo as a preferred source to see more of our stories on Google. Eva, a Lagotto Romagnolo dog, hands a truffle she found to her owner Luke Gilbert near Hendersonville, North Carolina, on November ...

"The Truffle Hunters" is a slice of life from a place on Earth that's as hilly and lovely as a fairy tale kingdom and unusual more than ever in our times. Dogs and men - in fact, aged dogs and old men ...

If you’ve never gone truffle-hunting, you are missing out on one of life’s greatest experiences. Even Kim Kardashian would tell you that — well, sort of. Kardashian (who co-founded a private equity ...

First things first, let’s clear up a common misconception: truffles are not mushrooms. They are a fungus, and while they are closely related, they are not actually part of the mushroom family. Instead ...

Monza, a truffle hunting dog, and her dog trainer Lois Martin found a new truffle species at a municipal park in Tennessee. On Christmas Eve, Lois Martin decided to take Monza, her Lagotto Romagnolo, ...

The massacre was silent, the assassins stealthy and the impact devastating. The victims: more than 30 dogs, highly trained to sniff out the valuable truffles that grow underground near the dank and ...

What tops a nice walk in the woods? Hiking those woods with a dog that sniffs out Oregon truffles. Evesham Wood winery owners Jordan and Erin Nuccio take that notion to heart by offering their guests ...

From left to right Truffle dog trainer Bill Collins, Chef Ken Frank, Robert Chang, Chief Truffle Officer at the American Truffle Company and Professor Paul Thomas, Chief Scientist at the American ...

Charles Lefevre is an addict. And a clever one at that, because he's devised a way to sustain himself and the object of his addiction: mushrooms. Lefevre's fungus of choice is the truffle, arguably ...

The text showed up around 7 p.m. on a Thursday night in late February. I had been loosely communicating with a truffle hunter named Ava, who, like any good forager or fungus seeker, had been pretty ...