For me, rhubarb falls firmly into the “you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone” category. For most of my years in the upper midwest, where it grows like weeds, I didn’t think I liked it. As soon as I developed a taste for it, we moved to Texas, where rhubarb is one of the few things that doesn’t grow.
I scrounged up some rhubarb and made this fun little crostata (from Cooking for Jeffrey). The full pie looked like an autopsy, so here’s a photo of just one little slice with some vanilla ice cream. Happy (almost) summer!
Ina has just announced that she’s publishing another cookbook this fall. I’m never going to catch up! But I’m still excited to see what else she might have left to show us.