We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Our friend thinks not. I happen to love the flavor. As with cranberries, use 1/2 the sugar a recipe asks for to get the full flavor. Boil it with a little water and sugar and dump it on vanilla ice cream. I'd go for a rhubarb gelato too, if anybody made it.
I drove my Smart Car (in photo) over to check the patch and observed that it is happy but has bolted. I chopped off those cool flowers and Mrs. BD put them in a vase.
Sounds delicious. Mrs. steve walsh makes rhubarb sauce (similar to yours), strawberry rhubarb pie, and strawberry rhubarb crisp. This last one, with a dollop of vanilla ice cream, is my favorite of all of them.
Assistant Village Idiot
You do realize that your "Smart" Car creates just as much pollution as any other red & yellow clown car. How many birds must be killed by windmills, how many fish killed by hydroelectric dams, just so you can shave a few minutes off your commute??
Think of The Children!!
Unpopular opinion: rhubarb is just an invasive weed that would be considered only marginally edible but for its being the only somewhat sweet thing that can be harvested this early in a New England Spring. My grandmother made a rhubarb kuchen that would have been an 8th Amendment violation if served to prisoners.
Secondly, there is a smart car in my town with exactly that paint job.
Another Guy named Dan
Rhubard sauce and strawberry rhubarb crisp/pie are all delicious, but what people keeping back for more in our house is the rhubarb vodka we make.
Oh god rhubarb, here in west central Ohio we have piles of it, Rhubarb jam, mom and grandma made gallons of it, about all we had for bread when I was a kid, that and molasses, and of course butter, My mom, grandma and sisters made a crisp or as we called it crunch, with a oatmeal, sugar and butter crust, always stuck to the pan, dad and I always chiseled the leftovers off the dish, it was gooey and stuck to your teeth great with ice cream or a late night snack, my poor wife tries but just doesn't seem to quite get it. Us kids always said "more crust"
Alas, one of the plants I had to give up on when we moved to the Middle East. Does not do well in heat, and does not love lime soil. A few farms in the higher elevations of the Golan/Galilee region (which has tufa soil) grow it. And even that is not as I remember.