#rhubarb crisp mom

[rokujuukyu]

Mom's Rhubarb Crisp Recipe With a buttery brown sugar and oat topping, the recipe for rhubarb crisp has a gorgeous red rhubarb filling that is spiced with cinnamon and allspice.

[dapplewood]

1. Applin Pie by Moss (@iamuniverseblog)

"A very simple applin pie with excess dough baked to look like leaves and a roped brim, baked to a golden hue."

2. Rhubarb Pie by @uprisist

"A pie is mysteriously left late at night... it's rhubarb, foreign in make, with honey adorning its sides. It's taller than one would expect for a pie, but it's not all rhubarb- it's layered like a cake, with the lower half a spongey texture reminiscent of marshmallow. It's delicately sweet, and smells extremely aromatic for a pie."

3. Blackberry Cobbler by Jay (@im-taako-you-know-from-tv)

"Anyone up for some blackberry cobbler?"

4. Shuppet Brownies by Cricket (@centipedefriends)

"Brownies with frosting decorated to look like shuppets on each individual brownie, with mini chocolate chips for eyes."

5. Banana Pumpkin Muffin by Shay (@leavesandbounds)

"Banana pumpkin muffins with a dyed cinnamon sugar glaze and edible flowers. Themed after autumn deerling and inspired by the kinds of muffins Shay's mom would bake back in faer hometown."

(This entry has a cute little story with it beneath the cut!)

6. Savory Chikorita Pie by Thistle (N/A)

"He has, of course, done unspeakable things to a chikorita to make this pie. It's a creamy cheesy roasted savory vegetable pie."

7. Cinnamon Spice Applin Cookies by Dustin (@sundecided)

"Dustin spent hours on these, but the icing is a little thick..."

8. Applin Cider Donuts by Lark (@janalowitz)

"Apple cider donuts dusted in cinnamon sugar and little applin themed mint sprigs."

9. Strawberry Spice Cake..? by Shiloh (@isa_ah)

"I forgot to let the cake cool before I tried to- it's not important."

Shay's story for baking faer muffins!:

Shay had never been a particularly strong baker. Fae could follow a recipe just fine, but if fae tried to experiment even a little? Well, gogoat would get a lot of extra treats, we can put it that way. So when he moved to Dapplewood and an annual fall baking competition was established, he was a little apprehensive about participating. In fact fae hadn't planned to at all until fae found faerself stuck in faer apartment for a few beautiful autumn days.

A window was open to let in the crisp air, but it did nothing to relieve Shay's stir-craziness as he tentatively tried once more to rest weight on his bad foot. Fae hadn't had a flare-up so severe in ages, not since leaving home. And with that single thought Shay was sent tumbling through old memories.

Memories of bundling up in blankets while tucked against faer father's side on the couch. Memories of autumn scented candles lit in the kitchen because the city air wasn't nearly as festive. Memories of warm muffins in his small hands, and a smile from his mother.

Shay took another breath of the fresh air coming through his open window, and he looked outside at the forest and the mountains separating him from where he came from.

Fae may just participate in the baking competition after all.

(via @leavesandbounds)

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[professorfranz]

Mom's Rhubarb Crisp Recipe This rhubarb crisp recipe features a gorgeous red rhubarb filling flavored with cinnamon and allspice with a buttery brown sugar and oat topping. 1/2 cup butter, 1/2 cup white sugar, 1 tablespoon all-purpose flour, 1/2 cup all-purpose flour, 1 tablespoon water, 1 cup rolled oats, 1 cup brown sugar, 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, 3 cups diced fresh rhubarb, 1 teaspoon ground allspice

[ninyo-petit-mart]

Mom's Rhubarb Crisp With a buttery brown sugar and oat topping, the recipe for rhubarb crisp has a gorgeous red rhubarb filling that is spiced with cinnamon and allspice.

[aarlone]

Things I Remember About My Mother

She grew up in rural Illinois, outside the Quad Cities. She had four sisters (one passed in childhood, I think of an illness) and three brothers (all adopted - they also have an older bio sister, who they reconnected with recently).

When she was young, lightning struck the house during a storm, and it burned down, because the nearest fire departments could not agree about whose responsibility it was to put out the fire.

There is a whole extended family that I saw every time we would make the day-long drive to visit. I could never keep track of how all of these people were related to me. There are names I vaguely recognize, some faces I know, but a lot of my childhood memories of these visits are vague and distant. Evening sing-alongs were common. My favorites were always My Grandfather's Clock and There's a Hole In the Bottom Of the Sea.

One of my earliest memories is of her holding me. We were at the paint factory where her father worked. He showed me a paint key, and took the lid off a small can of paint. In my memory, the paint is yellow.

She was really good at Tetris. We had an NES, and it amazed me that she could get to level 10+. I eventually got there, and still can.

She was a good cook. Better than her mom. I have her apple crisp recipe, and of course I can't get it quite right, but it's close enough. In the summertime, she would add rhubarb from our garden.

She was a pretty good photographer. I have an album of photos she took while in the Navy, stationed in Japan. I looked through the album a lot as a kid. I have it now, and I keep forgetting that I haven't scanned any of the photos. I have two totes full of photos, from her whole life up until cell phones became common. I need to get rid of them, I need the room, but what if I end up losing something Important? I need to go through it again.

[bookishjules]

oooh those all sound lovely!!!

Top 5 desserts 🍰

A lot of these are ones I always like to bake, others I like them but probably not something I'd bake myself at home:

Sticky toffee pudding

Toblerone cheesecake

Profiteroles

Red velvet cake

Rocky road

Very much a non-ordered list! Some other honourable mentions are flapjacks and Oreo truffles

[justbets]

I posted last year how much I disliked Mother’s Day, how it always feels like it’s my job to enjoy the day, and is too much pressure. I honestly was kind of dreading the day especially when it didn’t seem like my husband even remembered. But I was wrong and It turned out to be really great. My 12 year old made me breakfast in bed, my husband got me very thoughtful gifts, then I went to my moms and we ordered our favorite food, it was a beautiful day and the kids were all pretty good! My mom also made me strawberry rhubarb crisp and it was so so delicious. Just an overall nice day! We also were able to pick my new car up yesterday so it was fun to show it off!

[butch-himbo-king]

mom’s making a crisp and steven has claimed the throne of rhubarb jungle

[pigspeetsandhooflikefeets]

(Otaku Anon) Woah, you’re an award winning baker? That’s so epic piggy! :D What kind of things do you bake and do you have pictures of the things you’ve made that you’re comfortable with showing us?

Nothing like national contests or anything, but I do have dozens of A-ribbons, some best in shows, judges awards, and a 4-H trophy for my efforts. I also won a red ribbon award- that's how I was pre-entered into the Michigan State Fair for free (normally like a $10 entry fee for 10 entries) I'm also the reason my county's state fair has updated since it hadn't been since the 90s. I was a temp on the committee and was the youngest member, after Onyx, one of the committee's assistant dog. I've also won awards for non-baking cooking and cake decorating. Yum.

Obvious food warning under the cut

During 2019 I rewatched [some of] Sagwa and as soon as I watched the mooncake ep I immediately texted my mom saying I had ideas for fair. I did not have a press so they're not elegant, but they have just the same amount of delicious taste to em. I had to actually make the golden syrup from scratch since the lady at the place we went to gave us the wrong thing. Th filling is adzuki bean! It's soooo yummy.

I'm a huge bitch when it comes to plating. I always make sure the plate has something in theme with the food and looks heavenly. This is dark chocolate and strawberry 5-ingredient fudge. Seriously it's only 5 ingredients. I actually made these a DAY before judging since my gummy bears didn't congeal right due to the humidity and I went to bed dejected. My mom literally came in my room with her tablet with a small list of ideas she thought of because she couldn't sleep knowing I didn't have something. I need to make this again.

What I'm known best for- macarons! I've made at least 10 different flavours, but I'm best known for my watermelon ones- these are the ones I got the trophy and Red Ribbon Award for actually. The top shell is pink, and the bottom shell is lime green (so I had to make two batches) topped with flavourless non-intruding black candy gel for the seeds. I always bring extra "scrappy" versions of the food to offer the clerks since they don't get to taste it and even he was enamored.

[Not pictured: the shaved chocolate that topped it before judging]

This is a vanilla roll cake with strawberry preserve and whipped topping filling. The strawberries on the sides are dipped in apple jelly! I loooove apple jelly strawberries. Sorry the quality of this pic is so low, it was really dark in the room.

I have a lot more pics at home of my foods, but I've made vegan fruit curry, vegan bean-based Indian curry, beet salad, apricot ricotta cookies, apple dumpling donuts, non-fried doughnuts, a strawberry chocolate mousse cake that weighed like 5 pounds (ABSOLUTELY SNUBBED BTW), strawberry rhubarb crisp, apple cranberry pie, pirogi, vegetarian chili, listen I don't have my recipe book with me but there's a lot.

[mmfood]

Moms berry rhubarb crisp (gluten-free + dairy-free + lower sugar options)🍓

[mymngarden]

There was another exciting garden development this past weekend: we have rhubarb! When we decided to move 5 years ago, one of the first things I did was divide the rhubarb at our old house. I sent two small divisions home with my mom to grow on the farm until we could transplant them in our new garden. At the time, I thought they might be there through the fall, or at most, through the following spring. I never expected it would take 5 years (almost to the date, even!) to finally have a space ready. But last Saturday, I finally did it! I was able to take three really nice size divisions from just one of those original plants and get them in the ground along the garden shed before the rain started Monday night. I will only harvest sparingly (if at all) this year, but come next spring, ALL the rhubarb things will be happening: crisp, liqueur, sorbet, jam, salsa... I can’t wait! https://www.instagram.com/p/CNYxZR3H32x/?igshid=pgprvh6olzeh

[keto]

My Mom's Famous Rhubarb Crisp Recipe..Made Keto https://bit.ly/2AJqQZG

[vipers-hat]

Me: “So what are we doing with that rhubarb in the garden? Because we have a lot and if we’re not gonna do anything with it, I’mma put it in the front seat so we can take it with us.”  Mom: “Oh, we’re making rhubarb crisp with it. But don’t worry, down there we can probably get rhubarb at a grocery store with no problem.���

[billybennight]

Monday became a unexpected pleasure brunch Ig Monique at Moonshadow in Malibu. We were exceptionally lucky to get a table by the Pacific Ocean. The smell of the salty sea was intoxicating and very welcomed by me. We have history together and years of separation. But it’s nice to know we can be on the same page about thing after all this time. Monique ordered the Spicy Ahi Tuna Tartare (Cucumber, Seaweed, Wasabi, Sesame Wonton, Avocado) for us both. It was a wonder. Then Monique ordered the Miso Glazed Black Cod (Bok Choy, Shiitake Mushrooms, Green Tea Rice, Ponzu Sauce). It was much more an umami hearty fish dish. I had the Pan Roasted Fresh Chilean Sea Bass (Black Forbidden Rice, Sautéed Spinach, Lobster Beurre Blanc). The bass was perfectly- moist and buttery tender with a hint of lemony delight. The black rice, sauce and bass was a fantasy made tangible. Monique had a white wine and I had prosecco. Our waiter was simply a marvel. The waves and the oceans tidal action was the rhythm we dined to. We had a really splendid together and a Labor Day afternoon well spent. We ended it with Rhubarb Strawberry Crisp (Sonoma Zinfandel, Brown Butter, Tahitian Vanilla Ice Cream). Monique spoke of her mom’s baking and strawberry rhubarb was her specialty. I was a joyful light and fruity close to our afternoon fun. We made friends with the door guy. We loved his Dude-ness. There is always the closeness and comfort that comes from knowing Monique for as long as I have her. https://www.instagram.com/p/CTgAJhnJCJO/?utm_medium=tumblr

[wanderlustwonderlots]

Paris - Day 4 (Giverny)

Today wasn’t really a Paris day, but in fact a day trip to Vernon/Giverny, to see Monet’s gardens!  I did this on my last full day in France on my last trip, but I actually never blogged about it, because I was exhausted after arriving back from my trip and never got around to it.  Not to worry, I’ll wax on about this year’s trip here!

It was a slightly early rise and a quick trip to the train station to catch the train to Vernon, about an hour and a half ride.  Had we missed this we would have been in trouble, with only one train in the morning and one in the evening! We got there with time to spare but it was a very full train so ended up not sitting all together.  I spent the ride writing up my last blog post on my phone, so it was time well spent.  I suppose I could have been looking out at the scenery, but I’d already done the ride once before and landscapes are just landscapes after a while.  Since I was well occupied, the ride flew by and soon enough we were in Vernon.  Right after walking out of the train station we came upon the “Petit Train de Giverny,” an adorable little car with multiple segments done up to look like a tiny train.  We could have taken the bus from Vernon to Giverny, which takes the same time and is only a few euros more expensive, but I knew the petit train! I took it two years ago and it was so funny and cute so I had been talking it up to my parents.  We got our tickets, hopped on, and drove past the line of suckers waiting for the shuttle bus.  The petit train takes you through the town of Vernon, and there’s an audio tour broadcasted through the cars that tells you about the history and significance of the town.  I couldn’t tell you much about it because a lot of the time historical information flies right out of my head, but it was a town tossed back and forth between the English and the French during various wars, it had a beautiful cathedral and remnants of an old mill and castle. The guide also of course had lots to say about the artists that loved Vernon and nearby Giverny.  

It was an overcast morning and I was most definitely not dressed for the weather so I was mighty chilly on the ride over (in just a t-shirt and skirt), but shortly after we arrived in Giverny, 20 minutes later, blue skies had begun to start appearing.  Our plan was thus to start with the Musée des Impressionnismes and after that move on to Monet’s gardens, hoping that it would be sunny by then.  We walked up through the town and were greeted by gorgeous hedged gardens outside the museum.  As I read on a sign later, the gardens were actually designed by an architect, I believe the same one that designed the museum, though I could be mistaken.  Designed in 1991, the gardens are arranged by monochromatic plots, retaining their colour schemes throughout various blooming seasons.  One of the gardens was entirely herbs and aromatic plants, including thyme, basil, chives, mint, basil, rhubarb, greens, you name it!  We could run our hands through the plants and smell them after to take in all the different herbs.  It was nice to already be surrounded by nature, just walking around the town.  Even the residents’ small gardens, rose trees, and flowers lining the streets were beautiful.

In the museum was an exhibit on Japanese-inspired impressionism, showing pieces of Japanese art such as prints, sketches, and paintings that inspired French impressionists, as well as their works that followed these “exotic” styles.  As much as I love impressionism, I don’t know much about its history, so had no idea that Japanese art was such a big influence on some of my favourite painters - Monet, Van Gogh, Caillbotte, Pissarro, Degas, to name a few.  I just find the style to be so enrapturing.  Seeing this side of French Impressionist history was really interesting.  

At the end of the museum was a special exposition on Hiramatsu Reiji, a Japanese artist who was in turn inspired by Monet’s paintings and his water garden.  He saw Monet’s art in a museum in Paris and decided to plan a trip around the countryside that Monet painted so much.  The pieces in this exposition were of the water lilies, through a definite Japanese eye.  I thought it was fascinating to see the inspiration come full circle, and Hiramatsu’s work was stunning, with so many bright colours and patterns, and vibrant, shiny golds.

Leaving the museum we finished exploring the surrounding gardens and headed down the picturesque road to Monet’s property.  Thankfully at the museum we had bought a combined ticket and were able to skip the long, long line to get into Monet’s.  Th town and its tourist points were SO much more crowded than the last time I was there!  Granted, I had gone in mid-August, and this had turned out to be a beautiful sunny day in May on a long weekend, so people had come from all over.  To be honest, the crowds spoiled the experience slightly, but I really can’t complain even a little bit when I’m in one of my favourite places that I’ve ever been to. Besides, the more people that get to experience the magic of the place, the better.

We started with the water gardens.  It was too early to see all of the water lilies, though I think we found 3 total that had bloomed! Last time I was too late, and this time too early, so I’ll just have to come a third time to catch them.  The lily pads were still just as amazing to see, strewn across the pond in their little floral flotillas. I got to explore the surrounding gardens like they were new to me because so many different flowers and trees were in bloom.  There were explosions of colour everywhere, making every ten steps a new scene of smells and sights. I took so many photos and still nothing can come close to showing how calm and enchanting the waterscapes and landscapes are.  Pinks and purples and reds around every bend, wisteria like streamers overhead, tall bamboo rustling and clacking together, foxglove and lupins vibrant among other flowers, lush greens brushing against your legs, willows so long and graceful, blowing in the breeze and nearly skimming the pond.  And amidst it all, birdsong carrying over the hum of people, a reminder that this spot is a celebration of nature herself.  

Being in this place makes me so happy that I could cry.  Seeing what Monet envisioned, brought to life, and then painted gave me goosebumps and put the most serene smile on my face. I took my sweet time despite the constant stream of people going through the gardens as well, and spent as long as I wanted to taking it all in, looking at all of the blooms and the bees working hard to pollinate them.  I’ll be damned if I’m going to be rushed through this.  After we felt we had experienced the water gardens to the fullest, we crossed back over to the gardens outside Monet’s cottage.  

The most striking thing about these gardens was the amount of irises they contained.  So many different varieties, each seeming to smell sweeter than the last.  A deep, silky purple that was near black; pale blue with a dark stripe down the middle of each petal; sunny yellow so joyful; pure white, and white with rich purple petals; soft lavender.  There were also more types of poppies than I have ever seen! My mom was so happy to see both of these abundances of flowers, two of her favourites.  The many different roses added even more sweetness to the air.  All the colours and smells in the hot, early summer air could almost transport me away from the throngs of people around me. These gardens are so well cultivated and maintained, and I have a lot of respect for the groundskeepers that make this place the slice of paradise that it is.  I really consider myself blessed to be able to come here twice now, and feel completely content, absolutely full of wonder.  I don’t know that anything will ever compare to how I feel when I’m in these gardens.  Maybe that sounds like an overstatement, but it’s true. I hope that the way I write about it helps to convey exactly how dreamy the gardens are, and how much they mean to me.

We decided not to go into Monet’s cottage, as the line was extremely long, and we wanted to have lunch before making our way back to the petit train and Vernon.  There was only one train to Paris, so we absolutely had to make it.  The benches around the core part of the town were in high demand and we wanted a shady spot for lunch, so we settled on some grass beneath a nice thicket of trees to eat the baguette and cheese we packed.  We had some fruit earlier in the day, after the museum, but this was a much needed respite from the people to sit down in the shade and recharge.  A bird was watching us for most of our little lunch, and my mom kept tossing it tiny morsels of bread and cheese so it could join us.  I know, not the best thing to do, but it was so cute and came so close to us!  We finished our lunch with the bird, packed up, and headed back to wait for the petit train.

The trip back to Vernon was a bit stressful because we were damn close to the train’s departure, and both the petit train and the big train back to Paris were packed full, but we made it.  After getting into Paris we picked up some ravioli and salad to have for dinner at home, to which we invited Etienne.  It was a lovely supper at home after having a lot of meals out, which I appreciated.  We had a nice red wine to drink, along with a crisp cider, and a few beers to finish.  Quite the lushes!  Mostly we were trying to finish everything we had in the fridge before our departure to the south of France.  In any case, it ended up being a great evening, concluded with a board game of course.  We said goodbye to Etienne until next weekend (when he’ll kindly pick us up from the train station in Dijon to go to his parents’ house), and packed up our things for our flight the next day.

It was a wonderful day to wrap up our short time in Paris, and another experience I won’t forget.  I hope you enjoyed reading about today’s adventure, and got a glimpse into how I feel about nature and about Monet.  Next up is the south of France!

[larissareinhart]

And this will be a rhubarb crisp made with my mom’s rhubarb from my June visit. So excited! #rhubarbseason #reinhartseat (at Peachtree City, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCjd3VIga4F/?igshid=zlqm3je7zjr6