Rhubarb was forbidden in my household growing up. You see, when my dad was a kid, his family had a giant rhubarb plant in the backyard. They would make pies and jams, but my dad refused to eat them because he often spotted the neighborhood dog marking its territory on the plant. To this very day, the thought of rhubarb still grosses him out.
I later discovered that rhubarb is actually pretty good. It's tart and fruity and tastes something like strawberry jam when you cook it down with sugar. It's also the perfect compliment to tangy plain yogurt.
