strawberry rhubarb

yesterday i posted rhubarb. my favorite thing in the world is probably strawberry rhubarb pie. so, while i didn’t intentionally plan to post strawberries the day after rhubarb, the universe decided to speak, and i had no choice, apparently, but to listen.

strawberries

a conundrum

plaid, tartan, or check? having consulted my non-scottish conscience i believe this rhubarb weave would best be described as tartan, not plaid, or check, but i will defer to my caledonian followers. please weigh in below.

rhubarb (genus Rheum)

cinderella

i have ignoring apples for this fruit and vegetable experiment, because i was so prepared to be bored by their dull familiarity and vaguely white-ish flesh.. then i sliced one of them into cross sections instead of longitudinally, and out from the scullery walked cinderella in her ball gown and tiara. my lord, apples. why have you been hiding so much beauty inside for so long? go get you a fairy godmother.

apple

cosmic beets

i can’t tell whether these are suns, moons, or planets, but i am enjoying the eclipses.

golden beets

pull tabs

i am just old enough to remember my father opening cans of beer with a churchkey can opener. i then remember him opening steel cans of beer with ring tabs, which pulled free of the can, and supposedly cut fingers open, because I remember being leery of them. finally i remember my dad opening aluminum cans of beer with pull tabs, which remained attached to the now recyclable can, and which looked just like these slices of hungarian hot pepper. i guess what i remember most, now that i think of it, is my dad opening cans of beer.

hot hungarian peppers