These are certainly interesting times we are living in, don’t you think? I mean, with so many ways to connect, everyone I talk to is simply overwhelmed with “life”? If the call is not lost, or they are in the middle of doing something, or their computer is down, or there is another call coming in, or I have to run, god forbid any daytime conversation can go a little deeper than actually hearing stress. It is very apparent that everyone, even retired people I know, are about at their limit of what they can handle! Oh, I forgot to mention the pressure to get the latest, or to upgrade. My husband thinks that I should soon get the iPad, because it would be so good to be able to have it with me when I have clients with me while driving – geez louise!
Therefore, I think it is more important than ever to have something that makes one very happy, that is thrilling even, and does not cost a lot of money. For me baking something from my garden satisfies that need. And in the moment it is rhubarb time!
I didn’t grow up eating rhubarb, but being with my Swiss husband has made me very aware that there are some people who consider it a divine comfort food. Actually, my mom, who grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania, also swoons with the mere mention of the word too. She told me that there was a patch of rhubarb growing in their yard, and they used to eat it raw with a bit of salt on it. Well, it IS a vegetable she told me! So when we moved into our home some 8 years ago, I made a point to plant some in our garden.
They say that for the first year or so, you shouldn’t pick too much because the plant is getting established. I went out a few days ago to pick, or rather, “twist” the first batch, and I made a simple Swiss tart. It was so delicious that I ate some and decided that I now love rhubarb! My friend who is German told me that the first rhubarb, called ”May Rhubarb”, is the most tender and delicious, and he got weak in the knees just hearing me describe the tart!
Here is the recipe. It’s easy. Take a break from FaceBook, from email, from the routine of your day, and try it. You’ll like it!







I don’t know about you, but I feel overwhelmed a lot of the time these days. Could it be menopause? Could it be that the planet Uranus is right on top of my Sun? Could it be that there are just too many ways to communicate, and most of the time they don’t work, or no one gets back no matter how I try or which of the wonderfully advanced methods of “staying connected” I use?


