There was plenty of rhubarb in the garden, so I picked away. And left very little. The calves in the photo might look sweet, but they're actually quite mischievous and have broken into the vegetable patch a few times. Not cool!
When I've watched rhubarb being pulled directly from the garden, I've seen it prepared by peeling it (much like one might peel celery). I peeled just the outermost layer of the rhubarb before slicing it, but it's an optional step.
I've baked with rhubarb before, but honestly, roasting the rhubarb first gives it a texture I much prefer to baking alone. It's not mushy at all and had just the right amount of "bite", but was thoroughly cooked. Give roasting a try.
The whitethorn (also called hawthorn) was at its peak along with the apple blossoms while I was in Ireland. How lucky for me. I must have a hundred photographs of the apple blossoms alone!
I have to admit, we were very selfish with this crumble. Ate it all ourselves...usually we'd share by bringing some to a friend our cousin, but this time, we kept it to ourselves and ennjoyed it with a bit of custard.
Go ahead, be selfish with this. You deserve it.
Come again!
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