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Diva, putting an apple next almost any fruit will usually make it ripen faster (apples release ethylene). For the same reason, you shouldn't store apples with other fruit unless you want them to spoil quickly.
 
Diva, putting an apple next almost any fruit will usually make it ripen faster (apples release ethylene). For the same reason, you shouldn't store apples with other fruit unless you want them to spoil quickly.
I read that somewhere. And there is some kind of fruit that you can put in a bag with your other fruit to keep it good longer can't recall what it was. Guess that is part of getting old. lol
 
I am from the south. We do not eat rhubarb, in a pie or in anything else. I would like to try it, but I want to have a homemade one the first time so I will know what a good one tastes like. Is it along the lines of tart cherry?

When I watch the guinea videos, I miss my guineas. I had about 40 at one time and really enjoyed them. They were so quirky and loud and interesting. I loved watching the boys chasing each other at full (but oddly constant) speed around and around the house. Several people were astonished at how tame mine were. They would come when called and swarm your feet. If I had treats to share, they would pick and pull at my pants legs and shoes for attention. They didn't like being held, but they were not afraid of me at all.

They became a royal pain in the butt when the boys outnumbered the girls and were totally insufferable when all the girls were gone. The remaining boys started fighting among themselves and with the roosters. They also attacked and molested the hens.....they had to go.
 
I am from the south. We do not eat rhubarb, in a pie or in anything else. I would like to try it, but I want to have a homemade one the first time so I will know what a good one tastes like. Is it along the lines of tart cherry?

When I watch the guinea videos, I miss my guineas. I had about 40 at one time and really enjoyed them. They were so quirky and loud and interesting. I loved watching the boys chasing each other at full (but oddly constant) speed around and around the house. Several people were astonished at how tame mine were. They would come when called and swarm your feet. If I had treats to share, they would pick and pull at my pants legs and shoes for attention. They didn't like being held, but they were not afraid of me at all.

They became a royal pain in the butt when the boys outnumbered the girls and were totally insufferable when all the girls were gone. The remaining boys started fighting among themselves and with the roosters. They also attacked and molested the hens.....they had to go.
It s more like an oddly flavored celery--looks like celery anyway

If you make a pie, make strawberry rhubarb.

Be careful about eating too much of it though--causes you to go number 2---
 

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