This box is from someone in Oregon.
It was not a box I was expecting.
It was a surprise and I love surprises!
What was peeking out from under the purple tissue paper elicited a squeal of delight,
"NO WAY, no she didn't!!"
Yes, yes she did!
My friend, Danni from Critter Farm had seen my lament on Facebook regarding the upcoming National Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie Day.
You see, for all the loveliness I enjoy from living in the Southwest, three plants cannot be mine because of the heat and increasingly dry conditions.
I grew up eating and loving rhubarb that grew in my Grandparents garden. My grandmother never bothered with making pie, she just made the basics of what would be a strawberry-rhubarb pie filling.
We used it like jam.
Ate it on toast.
Mostly, I just ate it out of a bowl.
It was even more special when there was ice cream underneath it.
Grandma just called it Rhubarb Slop.
I buy it frozen.
It's just not the same, any more than frozen broccoli is the same as fresh broccoli.
As you can see, Danni sent me 7 pounds of rhubarb.
What a treasure!
She also sent some sweet treats as a bonus for my family.
And so, on Thursday, June 9th, I will be celebrating National Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie Day with fresh rhubarb from Oregon.
There may be ice cream.
Natural Vanilla Bean--Blue Bell, of course.
I wish I could share some pie with Danni. It turns out she's never eaten rhubarb in a way that was pleasing. My pie would definitely change her mind about rhubarb.
Thank you Danni, from the bottom of my heart.
For bringing back lovely memories of my childhood.
For being a friend, even though we've never met.