Last week my parents descended upon my new home in London, bombarding me with approximately one metric tonne of rhubarb from their garden. I’d only asked for enough to make my tried-and-true rhubarb coffee cake, but my parents - no doubt imagining their favorite son wasting away, mongrel-like, two provinces removed from their loving care - decided instead to clear cut the entire National Rhubarb Forest Preserve for my benefit.
Thus, I’m looking for recipes. Recipes for rhubarb jam, rhubarb chutney, rhubarb curry, rhubarb jambalaya, stir-fried rhubarb, rhubarb-infused porkchops - you name it. The more obscure, the better - I could write my first novel on the back of the strawberry-rhubarb pie recipes I’ve accumulated.
Have at it!