Whaaaaat. It looked like pictures I've seen of morels but I couldn't believe one would just pop up on my lawn when I've never seen one in the wild before. I saw another nearby and picked them both:
The clearest indicator that you have a morel and not a (deadly poisonous) false morel is that true morels are hollow on the inside from bottom to top:
False morels have a solid stem and the brain-y cap is darker, wrinkled differently and not completely attached to the stem.
I was 98% percent sure these were real morels, so I sliced them lengthwise and sauteed them in butter. I added an egg to scramble with it. I ate it after giving Dollar a short "You may have to take me to the hospital" warning. It was really good. But you know what? The smell and taste were nearly the same as maitake/hen-of-the-woods mushrooms, which I can readily buy at H-mart. I'll definitely keep picking and eating all the free ones that appear in my front yard (and I hope more show up!) but I won't yearn for them like I have for years.