I have quite a few faults. While this is not the area in which to air them, I think one is pertinent here. Let's just say, I'm prone to hyperbole. The number of times I over-exaggerate things? Probably a million times a day.
See? I wasn't kidding!
But there are some things that transcend that tendency. They overwhelm me with their awesomeness. Generally, anything with rhubarb goes into that category. I mean, how can something that sour and stringy end up so meltingly tender, so wonderfully complex and sweet? How?!? Pair it with strawberries, and there's just no contest.
So when I was looking for a dessert to make for a game night with friends (Settlers of Catan, anyone?) and saw rhubarb at the farmer's market, I had to get some and use it. How can you not? Obviously, strawberries weren't ready by then - okay, maybe not so obviously, as I have shamefully kept this from you guys for over a month. Strawberries didn't show up at the farmer's market until last week, where they disappeared quickly thanks to the early birds - don't feel too sorry, I'm one of them!
My first inclination was strawberry rhubarb pie. I love pie. I grew up making pie crusts, churning out apple pie after apple pie during the fall, freezing them to bake during the cold winter months. Also, it's something you can ostensibly eat for breakfast, which is always a good thing in my book. But the fates conspired against me. I began looking for recipes, and instead stumbled across this one by Deb. Oh lordy, there are no words for how excited I was to make this. It was quick (I tossed the strawberries and rhubarb together with everything but the crumble topping right in the pan) and man did it smell amazing baking!
We managed to make it halfway through a game of Settlers before breaking into it too. Do I get a gold star for self control? Anybody? Please? Let's just say, the game stopped for about 5 minutes. No one wanted to do anything else, and it only took 5 minutes to polish off the servings I had dished out. We all looked at our plates and considered a second serving, but since no one said anything, the game kept going. I skipped out on the next game, and began washing dishes. It wasn't until I looked over and saw slightly crestfallen looks that I realized people had been contemplating more crumble. Oops!
And this crumble topping? It is now my absolute favorite. I love the raw sugar in it, as well as the obscene amount of butter - it's rich, slightly crunchy, and oh so good. And that, folks, is not hyperbole.
Seriously, go check out the recipe - here.