Yes, there were mushrooms

The recipe calls for canned mushrooms.  A no no where I come from…   All the years I was growing up, Kennett Square was the mushroom capital of the world.  A dubious distinction you might say and  I would argue a distinction nonetheless…  We had mushrooms regularly – my Mom would sauté them with butter and add cream and serve over toast.  She loves mushrooms.  On the other end of the continuum is my Dad who loathes them.  Not sure what it means that she managed to fit them into pretty much half the weekly meals.  

In making this again, I would recommend a deeper richer beef broth, another pint of mushrooms (I used two) and a heartier more full bodied wine.  Also, the guys commented that it could use a bit more salt.  I tend to tread lightly there and allow the table to decide.