Wednesday, May 18, 2011

A Confession

Forgive me Nicki, for I stole your Rhubarb.

Number two son, Peter,  called to say he was coming to visit  last weekend.  Ever the Mother, (Peter is 36) I set about to plan the perfect, home-cooked meal. 

Being spring, and being a fair, pastry chef, I thought  Rhubarb Pie would be the perfect dessert.  The only problem was/is - my rhubarb patch is pathetic!  Nicki, on the other hand,  has the best rhubarb patch in the county.  Growing in what must be  perfect sun and soil conditions, Nicki's rhubarb reaches gigantic heights and flavour very early in the season.

Normally I would  simply have called Nicki and begged for rhubarb.  And, as she has done in the past, she  would have generously given me lots .  But Nicki was out of town on pie-making day.   So, Nicki, I stole your rhubarb. Enough for a delicious pie. Oh and maybe just a  bit extra for the freezer.

It was delicious and I'm hoping my penance won't be too severe.


6 comments:

Sel and Poivre said...

I'm making stewed rhubarb and a rhubarb lunar cake today - 'tis the season after all!

My mother in law's rhubarb patch was legendary in its output - the reason for which was assigned to the fact it was planted atop the old "clinker" pile in the back corner of the yard. (Clinkers being the exhausted bits of coal from the furnace!)

Needles said...

I love rhubarb. It was one of the first things on the order list when I planned the garden. Theft for a pie can surely be excused.

Zieknits said...

Some women receive bouquets of roses, or a mixed bunch of posies from their dh.

I receive bouquets of rhubarb stalks from the garden, along with a kiss and a hopeful..."Pie?"

I'm sure Nicki doesn't mind your 'theft', Brenda. That's what friends are for! :)

Sandra said...

I hate to do this - but there's a reason I can't eat rhubarb. For years I watched my dog make a beeline for the rhubarb, and pee on it. Every. single. day. Even in winter, when there was no rubarb, she peed right where it would grow.
I can't eat it. It brings back a mental image I don't want when I'm eating...
I'm sure the pie is delicious, though.
I'll wait for peach season...

Yarn and Ivories said...

EEWWWW!! Thanks, Sandra...
In the SW the soil is so alkaline that rhubarb is not prolific. I miss it.

Nicki said...

It will only cost ya a pie :-)