Sunday, May 24, 2020

Rhubarb


When I was little, I found rhubarb terrifying. There was something about those big, crinkly leaves, the way it grew so quickly in the spring, the deep red stalks that gave me the creeps. I would hide behind the barn and peer around the corner, just to shiver at the sight. I did not like large vegetables, overgrown or otherwise. Even today, a huge zucchini emerging from the undergrowth will make me scream. There’s something wrong about it.

That being said, I have two rhubarb plants in my back garden and there are six more thriving in the school garden, where I have been working to restore order. So, it is the season. I made a rhubarb cake, which we love and ate quickly. Then I made some rhubarb pickles because I have been pickling everything lately. They were…ok. Maybe they are getting better over time, as the flavors meld. I’ll check again in couple of days. That left quite a bit of the plant, so I tried the rhubarb marmalade in the newspaper. Yum. I simplified the recipe a little bit and it feels more like a jam to me, but the flavors are amazing.  Who knew a scary plant could become so tasty.


Rhubarb Marmalade
Makes about 7 half pints
•About 2¼ pounds rhubarb, cut into ½-inch pieces to measure 8 cups
•4½ cups granulated sugar
•2 oranges, zested and chopped
•1 lemon, zested and chopped
•¼ cup finely chopped candied ginger

In non aluminum bowl, combine the rhubarb with the sugar. Cover and let stand overnight at room temperature.
Place the prepared oranges and lemon in a heavy pot, along with the rhubarb and sugar mixture, and the butter. Bring the mixture to a full rolling boil over medium high heat, stirring frequently. Reduce the heat to a slow boil and continue simmering, stirring frequently, until the mixture has reached the jelly stage (220 degrees from sea level up to 1,000 feet; 216 degrees at 2,000 feet; 214 degrees at 3,000 feet; 212 degrees at 4,000 feet; 211 degrees at 5,000 feet; 209 degrees at 6,000 feet; 207 degrees at 7,000 feet; 205 degrees at 8,000 feet), stirring constantly, about 8 minutes to 10 minutes.
Remove from heat, add ginger and rind. Let sit for about 2 minutes, then skim off any foam that has accumulated. Ladle the marmalade into individual containers for storage in the refrigerator or freezer.
For long-term storage at room temperature: Have 7 half-pint canning jars washed and ready for filling when the marmalade is through cooking. Prepare canning lids as manufacturer directs. While it is still hot, ladle into 1 clean and hot canning jar at a time, leaving ¼-inch head space. Wipe jar rim with a clean damp cloth. Attach lid. Fill and close remaining jars. Process in a boiling-water canner for 10 minutes 


Monday, May 18, 2020

Green Dream


Green dreams….

These days, I wake at dawn, grey light filtering through clouds, through my eyes. It is not time to rise, drink tea, get moving on the day, but to dream, halfway between waking and sleeping. I have green dreams. I think what is growing in the front yard, the hop vine adding several inches a day, waving above the trellis. I remember the bean seeds I planted in the warm moist ground the day before. I plan where  and what I need to do next, at home and at the school garden, which we are slowly bringing back to order.  Weeds and irrigation systems tangle in my brain with potato starts and mints to be replanted on the herb mound. These days, there is no sound of traffic, or early morning workers on the move. It is silent, except for the haunting whoo  of pigeons, calling for the friends. And the quiet rustle of plants, growing towards the light.
Green dreams.



When I pulled the tarot card for My Day, it was the Knight of Cups: what kindles your dreaming soul?