Saturday, April 21, 2012
R is for Rhubarb. My husband brought me home a rhubarb plant starter kit and I couldn't be more excited. Last year I was desperate for some and it was hard to locate....I got some from the farmer's market but they were very proud of their product and it was spendy....but delicious none the less. I really wanted a plant of my own...couldn't locate one...bummer...so when the hubs brought it home I was delighted. Rhubarb brings me back to my youth....it would grow wild around my neighborhood and my grandmother would send me out to collect some and then make the most amazing bars with it. Now...it's nowhere to be found...I can't wait for my kids to be able to pick it and help me bake....well....help my husband bake (I start fires in the kitchen....we just don't get along). So...wish me luck that my plants survive so that new memories can be made ( and yummy goodies too)! Peace Out!