June 18, 2020
Kate Johnson
Personally, I find there is nothing quite like rhubarb to define summer. In Montana it could be found in every yard in the neighborhood. As a child, the preferred way to enjoy rhubarb was to cut the stock, get rid of the leaf, wash it up and promptly dip each bite into a cup filled with sugar - munching away. Some years ago, I purchased a rhubarb plant for my garden from our local Greenhouse Garden Center.
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