This guy came with the house. Rhubarb is ubiquitous up here in the north. It's the first edible thing that pops of the ground in the spring--cold or no--and tides pie-makers over until cherries and berries come in. I'm not a fan--but my buddy Jill is, so she gets fresh stalks every spring.
Me? I just like the look of the plant and love it as a big dark visual back drop for the rest of the garden all summer long.
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