...or, what the hell is rhubarb? You eat it? Why? How?
When we left the south and moved to Everett there was a patch of this pink "growth" in our back yard right up against the fence. I didn't have a clue and since I was a kid I tried to remove it. Mother said no! I'll make a pie. OK, I like pie. Not this time, rhubarb the cat may have been funny, but rhubarb the pie was simply over the top treacle! Sweet, cloying, gelatinous...awful! Sometime later I was told that it mixed well with strawberries...another of my favorites. So my question remains the same...WHY?
This is my on line "Collector's Cabinet". It is non-profit and haphazard at best. I leave it to you to sort through and make sense of.The views are mine. The collection reflects some of my interests. But the material must be credited to the vast internet. Otherwise, I never would have been able to amass such a treasure trove. The purpose of this exercise is entertainment, naturally mine, but even more so yours. So, please let me know if anything strikes a chord with you.
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