Rhubarb, Rhubarb, Rhubarb

Fresh from Perthshire - although grown in a polytunnel I suspect. The flavour was superb - we baked it lightly in the oven.

My Godmother's son trained as an actor. I can remember him saying that to give an illusion of conversation in a scene, rhubarb, rhubarb, rhubarb was repeated.