Rhubarb Crisp

I made Rhubarb Crisp for the first time last month. It turned out perfect. Everyone said it was the best they’ve had. Sometimes it wants to get soggy or the opposite – dry. Mine was ok on both counts. My big mistake was leaving most of it at my parents’ for them to enjoy. I had separation anxiety towards food later that week.


6 thoughts on “Rhubarb Crisp

  1. Printing this out!

    I’ve never bothered to pay attention if I could even find rhubarb for sale here. I doubt it’s common, but it could probably be found. Maybe Chinatown.

  2. Here it is one of those things everyone has growing in their garden even if they don’t care for the taste. It takes a couple years to get established but once it does…

    True Story: I would sneak over to a neighbors backyard, steal some, and eat it raw. Apparently parts of it were poisonous. I didn’t eat those parts somehow. I also ate clover flowers and other foraged foods and taught all of my friends to do the same. I am responsible for at least 50% of the bizarre behavior in every community I was a part of. And I ate rock salt used on the road (before it was spread out, but still!).

    This has been oddly cleansing to me. Thank you for your time.

    • Ohmygoodness, how are you still alive?!

      My grandmother on the mainland grows rhubard in the summer! It is just really hard to find here, and if you do, it is expensive.

      Road salt? REALLY HIL. REALLY.

      • Yes, road salt. From a poorly sealed bucket in the garage. I also gave it to neighborhood friends as rewards. Never underestimate a hungry, undersalted child to find a way. Never.

  3. Nope, didn’t eat rabbit poo. I drew the line there. I did eat ants though, but only to get other people to eat ants. >:[] I was already into long cons at the age of nine. Got to give a little to get a little.

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