Showing posts with label rhubarb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rhubarb. Show all posts

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Strawberry Rhubarb Crisp


When we were in Seattle, almost every restaurant we ate at had some kind of Rhubarb dessert.  We never ordered any of them but as soon as I got home, I wanted to make a Strawberry Rhubarb Crisp.  I never was one who really enjoyed Rhubarb, but maybe because of the pregnancy, the sweet tartness sounded too good.

Our neighbor in the back of us has two large Rhubarb plants in her backyard.  When I was little, Mrs. Moore, a sweet old lady lived there and would always give us some of her Rhubarb.  The lady, who lives there now, just doesn’t keep up her yard at all and it is overgrown.  I’m not even sure if she knows she has Rhubarb.  Anyways, Mike cut me some of that Rhubarb one morning and I made this crisp the next day. 

So here is what you need:

Rhubarb Filling:


2-3 cups of diced Rhubarb
1 pint of strawberries
¾ cup of sugar
dash of vanilla
3-4 heaping tsp of flour

Crisp
¾ cup of Old-fashioned Oats

¾ cup Flour
½ cup Brown sugar
4 Tbs Melted Butter
Dash of salt

Mix your diced Rhubarb and Hulled and quartered strawberries.  





Add sugar, vanilla, and flour and mix well.  Let sit for 15 minutes



Meanwhile, melt butter.  Mix the oats, flour, brown sugar, and salt. 



Add melted butter and mix until all the dry ingredients are moistened.

Put your rhubarb and strawberry mixture into a baking dish.  I used a round dish but an 8x8 baking dish should do well too.  Cover your fruit mixture with the crisp topping.


Bake for 40-45 minutes until the crisp is browned and sauce is bubbling.  



Let cool and serve with Ice Cream!










Sunday, June 2, 2013

Weekend Update: Pancakes, Farmer's Markets, and 13th Birthday Parties


Mike only had this Saturday off but it was a very full Saturday.  He has this Monday and Tuesday off but we are planning on finally finishing those garden boxes and finally planting.

Early Saturday, I really felt like some pancakes.  We didn’t have any eggs so I looked up a no-egg pancake recipe… tried it and threw away the two pancakes I made and the batter.  YUK!  

Instead of going to the store to buy eggs or even some pancake mix (like most normal people), we decided (since it was the 1st and all… our monthiversary!) to go out to breakfast.  

We were also planning on going to the farmer’s market to walk around a bit, so Mike called up his mom and sister to join us. 

I had exclaimed earlier in the day that I wanted some rhubarb for a rhubarb crisp and that the neighbors behind us had a whole bunch that they never use.  While I was drying my hair, Mike had gone over and “borrowed” some of the “never-used-was-going-to-waste” rhubarb.  Recipe to follow…


We went to Jelly’s U CafĂ© by DU. It was pretty packed but we were able to be seated early over by the “window bar” because I was starting to get pretty hungry by that point.  I ordered the Buttermilk pancakes and Mike got The Wisco Scramble with Bacon, cheddar, Brie, and Swiss cheeses.  Yummy!





We finished breakfast and headed over to the Cherry Creek Saturday Farmer’s Market to meet his mom, sister, and adorable niece.  We couldn’t stay too long because we had my niece’s 13th birthday party to go to.  His mom bought us two huge artichokes and we got some baby/people/dog watching in.



We hurried home, took quick showers, and were out the door to my niece’s birthday.  Let me just tell you how I feel about this birthday.  I remember her 1st birthday party like it was yesterday (the chubby little cheeks eating cake and all)… but the fact is, I was just a couple years older than she is now at her 1st birthday.  It made me realize just how fast kids grow up without even realizing it.  And, it almost made me a little sad because it is going to go so much quicker with my own.  



Side Note:


Here is a fun fact about our family:

                                                  My biological mom was 15 years old when my sister was born.
My sister was 12 years old when I was born
I was 14 years old when my niece was born
… and my niece will be 13 years old when my baby is born

12, 13, 14, 15.  So my niece is going to have to have a baby when this little one is either 11 or 16 (ugh… I don’t even want to think about those ages yet).  Just kidding!

Another fun fact:

             My mom was 27 when she had me, my sister was 27 when she had my niece, and I will be 27 when I have this baby. 


Anyways, my sisters gave my niece a great 13th birthday party full of teenage fun… karaoke, dancing, and of course lots of presents!  I had never seen my niece the way she acted yesterday… so grown up and really funny!  She is usually pretty reserved when she is around the family but get her friends into the mix... and she becomes so outgoing and talkative (well, she is always talkative though :)). 


Today is her actual birthday so… Happy 13th Birthday, A! I love you!

Here’s to a full Saturday of pancake cravings, farmer’s markets, and 13th birthdays!