I have been telling anybody who'll listen (or even just pretend to) over the past few weeks about my steadily growing rhubarb plant. Yesterday marked the culmination of much anticipation as I harvested, baked and ate the juicy bright red stalks. Pictured below is my rhubarb and lemon custard crumble. I feel like a proud mother, content in the maternal glow of her love for her highly achieving offspring whom she has cared for diligently. Its ridiculous.