Thursday, March 24, 2011

pink rhubarb

There is one place in Dublin where you can buy pink rhubarb. We are lucky enough to live near it, so whenever I pass by, I always get a bunch.
Irish love rhubarb. I never did, well only when I was a child I used to chew on red stems in my granny's garden rinsed in outdoor tap and dipped in sugar. For some reason kids love sour stuff, don't they?

Pink rhubarb is different. It is silky smooth, delicate and melts in the mouth. It also looks divine and the cooking liquid out of it has the most sublime pink colour ever.

I made this polenta cake for my permaculture crowd on Tuesday.

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