When I was a kid, I remember eating rhubarb and apple crumbles that made my mouth shiver. You know what I mean? Sort of dry like red wine and spinach (they probably all have the same tannins, although a quick Google search of ‘rhubarb tannins’ is inconclusive). I think my appreciation of rhubarb stopped right there. I couldn’t get past the dry-crumble effect.
But now, oh my god, NOW… it’s like I’m having rhubarb cravings or something. (And no, there’s absolutely no way AT ALL that I could be pregnant. Just in case you were wondering.) I’ve not only been putting my re-discovered rhubarb into desserts, but also into savoury dishes and even drinks. It’s more flexible than an olympic gymnast.
And lo, here are the results: