Glorious rhubarb! It’s amazing how one’s tastes evolve, change and even develop as you get older. At first I thought if I do not like something then that is it, I will never like it, however I’m proven wrong. That fact comes with age…does that mean that I’m getting old?? Well finding a few gray hairs was a bit of a shock to the system – I thought I will never “grow up”, be responsible and like rhubarb! BUT I do now. If that is a sign of ageing then I do not mind it too much.
As a child and even in my twenties I would pull the ugliest faces when I was offered anything made with rhubarb, but now I think it’s “cool” and I’d even go as far as saying it’s delicious. Especially my infamous rhubarb and vanilla jam.
With that in mind I think tomorrow