Mother's Day Cometh Early...

  In all its caloric glory.....


     Rhubarb season could not arrive early enough for mom. So little to do, so much time. Strike that. Reverse it.
     What to make?....what to make...?

     That these bohemoth rhizomes burst through the snow and ice with their crimson petioles, and toxic leaves would seem a strange luxury. Stranger yet to glorify their sour and acidic properties. But what can one expect for the first "fruit" of the season.

Rough chop up some stalks with the skin still attached.

Toss it in a very hot pan with some simple syrup (boiling sugar syrup) and vanila bean. Dont forget to add a little salt for Mama. At the last second add a little cornstarch slurry to thicken.

Make a quick pastry creme (sugar, eggs, milk, flour) with some grated ginger or vanilla bean. Stir in a little butter at the end for good measure and texture. Add some of the cooled rhubarb to the tart shell. Top with pastry creme.

Add some baked crumble, with cinnamon or spice........(a little more sugar and flour to boot)

And remind Mama to stop and get a the pie'ce de re'sistance, the vanilla ice cream just to make sure we've covered our bases in the egg sugar and dairy department. And get the "good stuff"