I made these bars last year. I photographed them. I edited the photos. I even started a post. But then it took me too long and rhubarb season was over, so I thought I’d sit on this recipe for a long year so I could share it when the time was right.
Now is the time.
I don’t grow rhubarb in our garden (yet.) But my grandma does, and so sometimes we get some from her garden, and sometimes we pick some up at the farmer’s market. But I don’t actually have that many recipes for rhubarb, so I searched through my grandma’s recipes and found this lovely.
Right around the time that fall hits, it seems our tastes change. We long for those comforting foods– you know, the ones with all the butter and cream? Haha. And also the ones filled with warm spices.
Hi friends.