While the Internet was down... Strawberries!

So, last week we got a brilliant idea.
How about we switch over our ISP? We could save a little money by bundling our plan. Maybe get new cell phones... it sounded like the perfect idea. Hundreds of dollars (and a few hours) later, we were all set up. Interestingly, not one of those three (3!) friendly service people we worked with told us that we'd have to live without the Internets for five (5!) days while they switched over our home internet service.

Nope, they didn't.
And five days (if you didn't know) is a VERY long time. I was completely unprepared for the toll it would take on my (already harried) blogging schedule. Needless to say, I'm feeling a bit behind and more than a little miffed about it.

On the very fortunate side, we had an absolutely STELLAR (if quite Internet-less) weekend.

Sunday was a positively gorgeous day, weather-wise. So, what did we do? We packed up and headed an hour or so west to JenEhr Family Farm in Sun Prairie, WI for some strawberry picking. Of course, half the state of Wisconsin had the same idea... so there was some competition in the strawberry fields (including a guy who seemed to corner the market on strawberries by straddling the rows in awkward--yet very effective--fashion. See him there on the left?)
We started off slowly... ... but eventually we found our own private stash of berries, hidden beneath the surface of the bushes.
And there was much rejoicing in the land!
And that's when Peef pulled out the camera and started taking really unflattering photographs of me and my hopelessly wind-blown hair. This was a particularly great one (my "punk look" as he smirkingly called it). I figured I'd just post it right here on the Internets so that you can all point and laugh. That's what the Internets are for anyway, right?
I didn't exactly get Peef back by taking photos of his berry stained hands. But, that's OK.
He made it up to me by taking me on a journey to the WONDROUS land of the Sassy Cow Creamery.
What could be inside?
The sassy little cow wouldn't say. So, we ventured through the front doors... where we found...
Icecream!
Between the fresh air and our brilliantly churned treats, we had just enough sustinance to get us back home again. To wait for our Internets to return.


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Yay for Spring Veg: Vanilla Maple Rhubarb with Raspberries

I know. I know.
The equinox has come and gone, and it's "officially" summer. Heck, it's even gotten warm here in the Midwest. But... but... all the gorgeous spring veg are still lollygagging in the market. So, I'm going to keep writing about them. For maybe... another post or two.

I WILL spare you momentarily from ramblings about asparagus. But only because there is another spring vegetable that is NEVER neglected here at Burp! And that is the humble rhubarb.

I'll never forget the spring I discovered the joy of eating rhubarb stalks right from my mother's garden. The stalks themselves were almost intolerably sour -- but when bitten and dipped into a bowl of sweet sugar, I couldn't imagine anything better. The trick, of course, was talking my mother out of the bowl of sugar.

These days, we've cut back on processed sugars. But, that doesn't mean we don't enjoy our rhubarb in the springtime. In fact, it's one of our favorite sweet treats. Especially roasted.

Roasted, you say?
And I will confirm: yes, roasted.
If you ask me there's nary another way to prepare cooked rhubarb. And there are a number of reasons for that. For one, baking gets you a bit of caramelization. And we all know how a bit of caramelization really ups the flavor quotient. Secondly, roasting rhubarb is SUPER easy. You just throw it in a baking pan and let it bake.

Start off by preheating your oven to 350ºF. Save a few moments' time by putting two tablespoons of butter right into your roasting pan and putting it into the preheating oven. By the time the oven is preheated, your butter will be nice and melted. I told you this was easy!
Chop your rhubarb on the bias into 2 inch pieces. Toss them into a bowl with a split vanilla bean (or two).
Now pour some delicious maple syrup over the top -- somewhere between 1/3 - 1/2 cup.  There are no rules about grade here, but do use pure maple syrup, not one of its high fructose/corn syrup filled cousins.
Mix the rhubarb thoroughly to distribute the maple syrup and vanilla bean seeds. Then pour the mixture into your prepared pan.
Roast the rhubarb for 15-20 minutes, or until the rhubarb is just shy of being as tender as you'd like.

In addition to its other assets, roasting rhubarb also circumvents one of my primary complaints about cooked rhubarb -- mushiness. Roasted rhubarb is less apt to cook down into a puddle of rhubarb gush. It's toothier, and it holds a bit more shape. And how can you argue with that?
We think rhubarb and berries are a flavor combo made in heaven, so we like to add a few raspberries (or quartered strawberries) to the mix. Add them right when the rhubarb comes out of the oven.
Then, cover the rhubarb mixture with a piece of aluminum foil and allow everything to steep until it is cool. The delicate raspberries cook while the pan is covered -- but they don't turn to mush as they might if you included them in on the roasting time.
You can enjoy your maple vanilla rhubarb warm, at room temperature, or chilled. We served ours over a bit of locally churned sweet cream icecream with a sprinkling of vanilla granola.
Like a cobbler, but without all the fuss.

One of the best desserts ever. Seriously.


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