Wednesday, June 4, 2008
We came home with a huge bag of fresh rhubarb from my grandmother's garden in Vermont. I cleaned and cut it into pie portions, froze a stash of them and saved a couple out to make right away. I did the first tonight - it smelled FABULOUS while baking. The children ignored the daily instruction to "wash up for dinner" and each of them had to be excused mid-meal to attend to things that should have been taken care of before they sat down...thereby earning themselves a No Dessert ruling. They were, therefore, sad-eyed and drooling while Chris and I feasted. Of course I made fresh whipped cream.