Loved this ‘ It is an argument for seasonality, for restraint, for the quiet drama of growth unseen. In its pink and rose light, winter softens and the year begins again.’
Brilliant writing. I will now investigate pickling rhubarb and all the ways to transform it and eat it other than as a dessert, which is how I have always eaten it. I do also make rhubarb jam, sometimes with ginger and sometimes with citrus (one lemon and one orange, thin slices cut into small pieces with the rind, to one kilo of prepared rhubarb stalks plus 800 grams of sugar).
Loved this ‘ It is an argument for seasonality, for restraint, for the quiet drama of growth unseen. In its pink and rose light, winter softens and the year begins again.’
One of my favourite things brilliantly celebrated Jp, thank you
Thanks Mark.
Brilliant writing. I will now investigate pickling rhubarb and all the ways to transform it and eat it other than as a dessert, which is how I have always eaten it. I do also make rhubarb jam, sometimes with ginger and sometimes with citrus (one lemon and one orange, thin slices cut into small pieces with the rind, to one kilo of prepared rhubarb stalks plus 800 grams of sugar).
Kind of like forced labour, only tastier? And pink?