Mrs. Blan (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} stephaniebird) wrote,@ 2008-05-29 16:38:00 |
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Rhubarb
I think I have rhubarb in the backyard. What don't I have in the backyard? is a legitimate question of late. These big leafy plants, I thought they sort of looked like rhubarb, thought they were a cousin, but as the stalks turn red, I wonder if they're the real deal. The rhubarb I grew up on had much darker leaves, but apparently there are several varieties out there, so this could be legit. Too bad I didn't figure that out before I spent ten bucks on the stuff last weekend at the farmers market. Still I think I'll call my dad for a consultation before I start imbibing the stuff. The leaves are quite poisonous. For all I know, the stalks are too, if you eat the pretend rhubarb.
I'm very lazy today. It's the weather, though Astrud Gilberto & the chardonnay aren't helping. I am making a lovely chicken stock for braising lentils in later. We roasted another chicken on Monday, and it was delightful. This may be the best stock ever, too. We have a good rhythm going with roast chickens and lentils and scrambled eggs. Oh, yeah, on Monday there was also a strawberry-rhubarb pie. N used to be skeptical about fruit pies before he met me, but he's coming around.
I think I'll plant some little haricots and snap peas soon. I'm jonesing for stuff in the garden. I planted vinca by the front stoop today to distract from all the droopy tulips going by. I must have a dozen jack-in-the pulpits in the backyard, and some tall flowers like stock maybe? And at least a dozen rhubarb plants, if that is what they truly are. There are also lots of thistles, which I find evil, and I'm trying to take them out one by one. I need to get herbs in the ground. I have basil & thyme in pots, and a planter full of various lettuces, planted too thick, so I can harvest a few microgreens.
Maybe later I'll extrapolate on weddings...the one we went to, the ones we're going to, the one we never had but are marking with a summer of fun as an anniversary.
Maybe next installment I'll remark upon my latest career decision and how that all came about.
I think I have rhubarb in the backyard. What don't I have in the backyard? is a legitimate question of late. These big leafy plants, I thought they sort of looked like rhubarb, thought they were a cousin, but as the stalks turn red, I wonder if they're the real deal. The rhubarb I grew up on had much darker leaves, but apparently there are several varieties out there, so this could be legit. Too bad I didn't figure that out before I spent ten bucks on the stuff last weekend at the farmers market. Still I think I'll call my dad for a consultation before I start imbibing the stuff. The leaves are quite poisonous. For all I know, the stalks are too, if you eat the pretend rhubarb.
I'm very lazy today. It's the weather, though Astrud Gilberto & the chardonnay aren't helping. I am making a lovely chicken stock for braising lentils in later. We roasted another chicken on Monday, and it was delightful. This may be the best stock ever, too. We have a good rhythm going with roast chickens and lentils and scrambled eggs. Oh, yeah, on Monday there was also a strawberry-rhubarb pie. N used to be skeptical about fruit pies before he met me, but he's coming around.
I think I'll plant some little haricots and snap peas soon. I'm jonesing for stuff in the garden. I planted vinca by the front stoop today to distract from all the droopy tulips going by. I must have a dozen jack-in-the pulpits in the backyard, and some tall flowers like stock maybe? And at least a dozen rhubarb plants, if that is what they truly are. There are also lots of thistles, which I find evil, and I'm trying to take them out one by one. I need to get herbs in the ground. I have basil & thyme in pots, and a planter full of various lettuces, planted too thick, so I can harvest a few microgreens.
Maybe later I'll extrapolate on weddings...the one we went to, the ones we're going to, the one we never had but are marking with a summer of fun as an anniversary.
Maybe next installment I'll remark upon my latest career decision and how that all came about.
