A friend of ours at church gave us some rhubarb this week, so I made strawberry rhubarb crisp for the first time. It turned out really well. So well, in fact that it’s already gone before I could take a picture of it… 😉 We’re going over to a friends house tomorrow though, and since there was enough rhubarb for another batch that’s what I’m planning on bringing. I really wanted to make a pie as well, so we’ll see how much I have left over. She gave me two good sized bundles.
I’m considering planting some things on the side of the garage and I think rhubarb would be one of them. I’m not sure what else at this point, but I like having rhubarb, and it seems like a hardy plant.
As we were getting ready for school this morning, the kids asked if they could have some blackberries. I had bought a small container this week since they were on sale and I love them, and there were a few left. I actually expected Chloe to be turned off by the texture and look of the berries, but nope! She loved them–and so did Josiah. (But what’s not to love, right? Yum!) Anyway, that led to a conversation about where blackberries come from, and how she thinks they should really be called purple berries, and how they should always be washed before eating them in case some wild animal had come along and licked them. Haha! I don’t know where she comes up with some of this stuff! I then shared the memory that I had as a kid going out in to our woods to pick blackberries and raspberries and how delicious they were. She was shocked that I would eat them right off the bush.
“What if a deer had licked them? Weren’t you afraid you would get sick?”
🙂
Nope, that thought never occurred to me.
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