When we moved to our small farm a few years ago, we looked all over the place for the rhubarb. We knew it had to be somewhere on the farm because our place was settled in the 1930s and every old farm has a rhubarb patch. Husband found it up the hill and did he ever find a lot of rhubarb! It is amazing rhubarb. The very best. He picked the first rhubarb of the season yesterday and made a pie for me to take to my card ladies last evening. My husband makes awesome pies. He doesn't use a recipe. He just makes pie. Never too sweet. Perfectly delicious. Pie. Too bad blogs don't have smell-o-vision.