A friend of mine requested that I “do something with rhubarb” for one of my next blog posts. I asked her what I thought was a reasonable question, “What, do you mean like a cobbler or a crisp? Something like that?” By the look on her face, I knew I was way off. She wanted something different, something unusual and unexpected. Lucky for her, I didn’t want to make a cobbler or a crisp anyway. I wanted something different, as well. I also didn’t want to go to the store. I wanted to do something with my farmers market rhubarb that didn’t require leaving the house in weather more suited for the depths of hell. It’s hot here in Nebraska, folks. H-O-T. I didn’t want to go outside and I didn’t want to turn my oven up to 350 degrees. Fear and avoidance kept me in the house and forced me to be creative.
I knew I had some tart cherries in the freezer left over from pie-making, so with giddy anticipation, I swung open the freezer, felt the icy air wash over me, and I searched for the loot. Eureka! In the back of the freezer I found one bag of tart cherries, just what I needed to compliment the rhubarb. I was going to make my own fruit leather.