And what a lovely shower it is!
By:
Ethel Hofman, JE Feature
Until I left the far-north Shetland Isles to go to college in Glasgow, I believed rhubarb to be the single most delicious item that came from our overgrown garden. Sure, in spring we had buttery lettuces, peppery radishes and sweet baby carrots -- all of which my brothers and I didn't hesitate to pull out of the earth, wipe the...