It’s rhubarb season, and I have a heck of a lot of rhubarb. Rachel, a new friend and neighbor made the gift of five pounds of rhubarb; she has a patch as big as most New York City bedrooms.

There I was, famished and grocery shopping. Food, food all around…and not a crumb to eat without being accused of shoplifting…

I’m a “just a bite” dessert person. After a meal, I don’t want a towering piece of cake; I just want a bite of something sweet, a punctuation mark to complete the meal.

Cooking Light asked me to create a spring feast; something a little bit Easter, a little bit Passover, since yours truly is a mash up herself.

Prior to my arrival, my fiance used to cook a lot. No so much anymore. It’s not his fault — I like cooking, and I like cooking for him. But it occurred to me that there’s a way we could put a little mystery back in the kitchen.