Showing posts with label rhubarb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rhubarb. Show all posts

Monday, May 5, 2008

rhubard source

Here's the rhubarb au naturel .

My mother planted this--25 years ago would be a total guess but the best I could do to guess when.

Intriguing that the leaves are toxic. I learned from my neighbor to pull the stem you want and it disconnects from the roots. I used to cut them.

Today I made rhubarb punch to take to the funeral.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

rhubard cook off



The great rhubard cook off. And the winner is. I think that's clear, isn't it. I mean, wouldn't you rather have the viscous, sticky, adhesive, glutenous glup loaded with nutritous prunes and tapioca? That was from an Apple Creek, Ohio, recipe from the Mennonite Community cookbook.
Steph is holding her fresh-out-of-the-oven entry, rhubarb crisp from the Central Market cookbook. The close-up reveals rolled oats and on the left a piece of rhubarb. Thanks, Steph! That's the one we three (Joel's the third) chowed down on with relish after barbecued chicken from Bird in Hand's Rotary.
I can't figure out where my entry went south. Dorcas is in Grantsville helping prepare for Rachel's funeral. Photos by Joel (t) and Stephanie (b), straight up, untouched and uncropped, no flash. The rhubarb is from the orchard at the east tip of the property.