I don't even know what rhubarb looks like. I wouldn't know it if I saw it in the market. But, I did see English people in a film set in the 50s eating stick of it dipped in sugar (I think it was sugar). That sounds much easier than making it into a pie.
My mom used to make rhubarb cobbler. No strawberries! I liked the cobbler, but I remember tasting it raw and it was terribly tart. I can remember the taste exactly!
I like strawberry rhubarb, too. I do not like strawberry alone because I don't like that fake glazed stuff.
I'm getting hungry now. I better just go to bed. Goodnight, friend. :)
I only now saw your reply here, a day later. :) And tonight, I'm about ready to go to bed. :)
Yes, I know -- raw rhubarb!! You can picture this slightly-built very, very blond little boy in the neighbors' backyard small garden -- loving those little moments of eating such bitterness. :)
As an adult, I now think of how nice those neighbors were to allow me to eat their rhubarb. Even very young, I remember asking their permission if could eat more of it when they once offered me some of the raw rhubarb and I LOVED it at first bite. I tell you -- I'm one in a million, ha.
SO tart but I loved it, ha! And in pie form it's so perfect to me. Adding sweetness to its tartness but the rhubarb's tartness still remains - - so great. It remains my hugely favorite kind of pie.
I see how you all are . . . I see no one but Thriftymaid and SavvyAnsley and I even wonder, or care, that rhubarb pie is so often ruined. Oh, well . . .
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:)
(I just ate a piece of strawberry-rhubarb pie since it was the only kind of rhubarb pie in a tri-state area.)
This post was edited by WelbyQuentin at June 13, 2021 8:19 PM MDT