When I lived in Leadville, Colo., as a child, my parents were practically kids themselves. Thousands of miles from their own parents, they gravitated toward a warm, loving couple named Lee and Viola Rhodus.
I remember that my surrogate grandparents’ back yard butted up against my elementary school playground, and that Mrs. Rhodus’ flower garden burst with the tiny blue stars of forget-me-nots. I recall that we were invited to their house for Thanksgiving, and that Mr. Rhodus was the first person we called after our truck got stuck in the mud during a surprise gully-washer.
But besides my memories, I have only one other reminder of the couple, with whom we gradually lost touch after moving back east in the early 1980s. It is Mrs. Rhodus’ recipe for rhubarb cake.
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At that link, you will also find recipes for Viola Rhodus’ rhubarb cake, strawberry-rhubarb pie, and a spiced rhubarb chutney to serve with grilled pork or sausages.
Do you fall in the hate rhubarb category or do you love it like I do?