i love this time of spring, when the farmers markets seem to burst with freshness and all these colours are coming back. how i missed them! and there's rhubarb. i like its old-fashionedness, the prettyness of it, the acidity to be matched by plenty of sugar. and it somehow reminds me of my childhood. perhaps because my mum used to make rhubarb compote when we were small, or because we build dams with stones and the big leaves of wild rhubarb on our family holidays until the water in our proudly produced basin was so high it went over the rim of our wellies.
then a couple of days ago i discovered a post over at april's for a rhubarb cake. it came with a lovely photo and with such a nice story that i had to try it. and yesterday i did - it was delicious. thank you april! if you want to try it, take a look. if you can't make sense of it (the recipe is in german) but would like to give it a try, get in touch, i'm sure either of us could supply you with a translation!
(i've taken this photo last year in france, i could go on about that market...)
p.s.: when i made that cake i wondered if i had made a mistake following the instructions - it seemed as if there was more rhubarb than batter in the cake pan. it was fine though, so don't worry if the same happens to you, it's alright :)