Dot has rhubarb in her garden. We picked a bunch the other day. She and Ailz won't eat it but I will. Their loss. I cook it up with ginger and brown sugar and serve it with cream.
I LOVE rhubarb. It was in my grandmother's garden. We don't have any in Spain (it doesn't grow where we live as it's too hot and dry) but last May we went to France and I brought back a huge bunch of rhubarb from our friend's garden and made strawberry-rhubarb pies and rhubarb compote. YUM
When my mother was a child, a neighbor of her mother's always had the thickest, yummiest rhubarb--no one could grow rhubarb as wonderful as hers! She had so much that she supplied all the neighborhood women with her superior rhubarb.
Finally my grandmother asked what her secret was for growing it so successfully.
"Oh," said the woman, "Every morning, I just dump the piss pot out on it!" (The "piss pot" would be the chamber pot that they used so they didn't have to go out to the out house in the middle of the night. LOL.
My grandmother gave that woman's rhubarb to the pigs and chickens after learning that.
I think I'd just water my own rhubarb with my own urine! It gets purified in the transformation, I'm sure.
When I was growing up, we always fertilized our vegetable garden with cow manure. We had the best vegetables in the universe!
It's odd. I think I might turn up my nose at rhubarb watered with human urine, but the pig shit doesn't bother me. I can't really account for the difference but there is one. I think it may have something to do with the taboo on cannibalism.
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It's expensive in the shops. I was thrilled when I found out Dot had some. If we hadn't intervened she'd have left it to rot.
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Finally my grandmother asked what her secret was for growing it so successfully.
"Oh," said the woman, "Every morning, I just dump the piss pot out on it!" (The "piss pot" would be the chamber pot that they used so they didn't have to go out to the out house in the middle of the night. LOL.
My grandmother gave that woman's rhubarb to the pigs and chickens after learning that.
I think I'd just water my own rhubarb with my own urine! It gets purified in the transformation, I'm sure.
When I was growing up, we always fertilized our vegetable garden with cow manure. We had the best vegetables in the universe!
It's the circle of life, in my opinion.
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I like to cook it up with apples and raisins and a little bit of cornstarch and honey.
My mother makes hers with a lot of sugar and a package of strawberry gelatin.
When I was a child, I'd just pull out out a stalk and eat it with salt. I thought it was deliciously sour. :D
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Raw rhubarb and salt: I'm not sure I fancy that. One bite maybe, just for the experience.
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