10 batches, one secret step, and a grandpa who taught me to love rhubarb straight from the garden One of my fondest memories is walking through my Grandpa’s backyard in Ohio with him, saltshaker in hand, making our way to the rhubarb patch at the back of the yard. We would pull it straight from the ground, sprinkle it with salt, and eat it warm right there in the garden. If you have never tried rhubarb, it is sour and wonderfully crunchy, and it is perfect with strawberries.