this recipe. It's the first result that comes up when you google "rhubarb coffee cake," (I'm not that lazy; I looked at a bunch of others, too, and decided this would be the best one) and for good reason. It was easy to make and came out really well.
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Aside from a brief trip to the local farmers' market (conveniently on Friday) I spent most of my birthday in the kitchen. I don't mind that. I'm not a very good cook--I'm not that bad, really, I just only ever make about four things--but I like to think I've wound up being a pretty good baker. And I like making food for other people. Five years ago, I did a bunch of stuff when little b graduated, and this year I made, I'm guessing, somewhere around a third of the food for Rat's graduation party.
The kale (and chickpea) salad, predictably, was more popular with the women. My grandfather (also, probably, predictably) referred to it as seaweed--as in, "I'm not eatin' that seaweed"--and refused to go near it, but my grandmother (on the other side, but still) actually wrote down the recipe.
And, in addition to the numerous other desserts we wound up with, I also made 48 miniature cheesecakes (with papers in her school colors) that Rat and I topped with little fresh berries. I thought they were incredibly cute, and had to really restrain myself to keep from squealing over them.
All in all, it was a nice little mini-vacation for me. I got to see lots of people without having to travel extensively (as is usually the case) and it was nice to get to help Ratty with her celebrations. Now I'm just kind of sad that there won't be any other high school graduations (at least not for quite a long while) to make food for...