Rhubarb

I recently passed my favorite garden off of Cass Avenue that has freshly-planted vegetables and a row of giant rhubarb. This family grows so many vegetables it looks like a small farm nestled into the packed-in city neighborhood. I am tempted to leave a note asking if they would trade their rhubarb stalks for my fresh bread. Steamed rhubarb with honey is so good and it makes your teeth itch like spinach does from the oxalic acid.