First treat from the spring garden…rhubarb crumble
In Britain, the word “tart” has many meanings.
But in this instance, it completely and utterly describes my crumble, in fact, it has become accepted practice to view the world thru only one eye for about five minutes after ingestion.
You take your first mouthful, including the sugary crust, and you think, “Ooo, that’s nice and sweet,” and then the tartness of the rhubarb hits you and you involuntarily have to close one eye and then you have to take your second mouthful to balance out the tartness with the sugar and you can’t help it…you just keep eating…
It’s like a party in your mouth.. So yummy.
Yes Diane, that’s a brilliant way to put it. 🙂
Veronica, it very well could be–and btw that would be fine with me–because your photos of food and teacups and descriptions are fab-u-lous! I love rhubarb and crumbles–aren’t they wonderful how you can just throw them together? Simple, yummy–what more could you ask for? 🙂
Sara, the simple things are often the best, aren’t they? 🙂
Love rhubarb! It grows like crazy here. Unfortunately only two fifths of my children like it. Have you ever heard it referred to as “pie plant?”
Does it Kristen? You’re a lucky girl. Some of this rhubarb came from my dad’s cabin at 100 mile house. I transplanted it just before we sold the cabin. It’s doing really well in Vancouver but not as spectacularly as it did further north. 🙂
That looks wonderful! I especially love rhubarb and apple crumble and I have a recipe for a fantastic rhubarb cake somewhere in the kitchen, I think I need to find it.
Can yo mail me a slice? Pretty please????
I wish I could! 🙂
Smiles : )
🙂 right back at you K 🙂