Rhubarb: A rite of spring
Growing up on the farm, going to the garden behind the house and picking rhubarb was a rite of spring.
My mom made sauces, cakes, pies and desserts from our rhubarb, and I enjoyed them all.
When my husband, Brian, moved from Grand Forks, N.D.,
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