We had the most lovely day in Seattle yesterday - rich smells of rain and the scent of the first of the lilacs. Why is it that sometimes rain has a smell, sometimes not?
As you may recall, rhubarb is a favorite of mine: roasted, as a soda, in a crumble, pretty much any way. I practically danced a jig when I saw that rhubarb is once again available locally here. I bought my first bunch yesterday and proceeded to make these muffins - a family favorite. (The jam you see is our second-to-last jar; hopefully the strawberries will be ripe a little early this year so we can hurry and make more...)
Last year after I wrote about rhubarb, my sister emailed me to say, "remember how we used to play with rhubarb as kids? I remember we used to turn them into 'umbrellas' with their big leaves and sing 'singing in the rain for ketchup'. :). The memory makes me smile." I don't remember it, but I love hearing about the memory via her.
I wish you a lovely Wednesday.