My husband came home one day from the daughters house and came into the kitchen with a bag full of muddy, freshly ripped out of the ground plant looking things. "Look what I got!" Well, with dirt falling all over my clean kitchen floor, I wasn't really looking at the plants to be honest. The daughter had dug up and split her rhubarb and gave us a few plants.
While rhubarb pie is the preferred pie for both the Director and myself, we have not had great success in actually growing the stuff. We get it as a gift from someone else, one who knows what the heck to do with that celery looking stuff, and I make a pie. And it is so good...
So we drop these dried up plant things in a couple of holes and my husband tends to them like his newest children for two seasons and well, I guess we can grow something because we got some really nice rhubarb plants out of that mess.
So I made a pie...