Rhubarb

Hubby found out that rhubarb leaves were poisonous so he pulled out the rhubarb. (Afraid the dog would eat it.) Apparently he missed part of the roots because it came back bigger and better than ever.  He took this picture of two stalks. (obviously referring to the size of my hips, the camera must make things look even larger.)  Even though I seldom cook anything I contacted the girls for a copy of my mom's recipe for pie crust and rhubarb custard pie and made the attempt. The pie was fantastic, flaky crust and just the right amount of sugar.