A recipe with roots

Natasha Gardner (5280 Magazine/thanks, Natasha): During a late-April snowstorm, I found myself in the unlikeliest of places: my garden. As the storm raged, I frantically scooped snow away from my perennial rhubarb plants. Weeks earlier, warm weather had enticed alienlike sprouts to push through the earth, and now the four-inch-long stalks were drooping under the weight of the heavy spring snow. I carefully placed a five-gallon bucket over each plant to trap heat. Inside, I held vigil at my kitchen window for two days. As soon as the snow stopped, I pulled off the buckets to uncover three unperturbed, perfect little rhubarb plants: my legacy.

-eddie