Hi friends! Today, we’re heading down memory lane. Nothing takes me back to my grandmothers kitchen faster than the smell of her Rhubarb Crisp coming out of the oven. She’d have a whole harvest of Rhubarb stalks from Grandpa’s garden and I was allowed to help chop them. They turned my little fingers a bright pink color, which I thought was the greatest thing ever. Well, that and being able to use a small knife, which I was *not* allowed to do at home.
My cousins made me try the Rhubarb plain once. Hint: NOT the greatest thing ever! If you’ve ever tried it, it can be very tart and nasty stuff. It didn’t matter how it tasted from the ground though, MaMaw always worked her baking magic and turned it into pure deliciousness. I miss her.
Occasionally MaMaw would add strawberries, as I did here, or wild blackberries from the empty lot across the street. Most often though, it was only Rhubarb, topped with brown sugar and oatmeal. Simple. Straightforward. Timeless.
My grandparents lived in Washington State and as we were in So. California, we didn’t see them nearly as often as I would have liked. They times I do remember were so much fun! Their stories and lives were amazing to me. I’m so happy to have the opportunity to share this recipe with you. It’s a tiny piece of my heart. With luck, my grandchildren will have fond memories of baking at my house too.
Do you have a favorite dish from your Grandmother (and what did you call her? Was she Grandma? MaMaw? Nana? Oma?) Share with me in the comments below. Let’s take a stroll down memory lane together! As I was blessed with an abundance of Rhubarb from my friends at Melissa’s Produce, you can expect plenty more Rhubarb recipes soon. Next up, we’re making JAM! Another staple of MaMaws and one of my very favorites.
Until next time! Live life deliciously, friends!
