Oh, rhubarb. Poor, misunderstood rhubarb. Food that ranks right up there with butterscotch under “Things Grandparents Like.”
What is it but that weird fruit (vegetable?) that your mom, neighbor, mailman always has too much of. That leafy thing that looks like celery, but not quite, and only ever tastes good buried under pounds of strawberries inside a pie crust.
Sad, sad, rhubarb.
Hey, wait a minute! This is the year of using what we have. No, this is the year of LOVING what we have! And we have rhubarb, therefore we LOVE rhubarb! Continue reading