Parental Visitation
May 13th, 2008 by Editor BWe’re just wrapping up a three-night visit from my parents.
I put my Dad to work installing brackets for an ambitious shelving project. We installed 35 brackets total.
But of course the real reason behind the visit was to see their new granddaughter.
Mom brought some yummy homemade rhubarb pie all the way from Indiana.
May 14th, 2008 at 6:27 am
Bee-bop-a-ree-bop rhubarb pie! I have to confess that during my long sojourn in the midwest rhubarb pie went, like lutefisk, unsampled.
May 14th, 2008 at 7:22 am
A real midwestern treat! What’s the shelving for B?
May 14th, 2008 at 9:26 am
Mark: That’s a shame. You’re missing out on some good eating.
Lee: The shelves are for STUFF. All manner of.
May 14th, 2008 at 11:45 am
Ah, the packrat is finally coming out since the renovation is complete? Or you’re just tired of not having your good out for use.
May 14th, 2008 at 12:08 pm
These are really nice pictures.
Hope you guys have started a family album for Persephone to enjoy when she’s older.
May 14th, 2008 at 3:35 pm
You look like your mom. I bet you’ve heard that before. I guess this blog is kind of an album for Persephone.
May 14th, 2008 at 5:26 pm
What is rhubarb, exactly?
May 14th, 2008 at 5:48 pm
Lee: We are just tired of tripping over stuff. We’ve been living in half a house for two and a half years. We’re slowly starting to occupy the whole thing and we need storage space.
Bullet, rhubarb is a plant with a tart and tangy stalk and a big (poisonous) leaf. We had a patch of ‘em where I grew up in Indiana. They’re so tart we kids used to have contests to see if we could eat ‘em without making a face. We couldn’t. But dipped in sugar they’re delicious.
I bought some at the supermarket a while back. Bland beyond belief. Grown for fiber, apparently, rather than flavor.
May 15th, 2008 at 9:54 pm
There is some rhuebarb at Rouses. Put it in some vodka with some sugar and leave it for a couple of months. Yummy
May 17th, 2008 at 9:47 pm
I lived in Ohio for several years as a young kid 5-9 yrs old). Rhubarb pie was awesome. Haven’t had it since.