I said to Santa Claus (That's what we call our elderly neighbor who has a long white beard and is a avid gardener.) "I would love to have a few stalks of your rhubarb." He got up from his chair. He walked toward me. His hands in his overall pockets. "I make rhubarb jam. "The old-fashioned way. "The way my mother and grandmother made it. "I used Jell-o. That's right. Jell-o. "I cut enough rhubarb to give me five cups "Of one-quarter inch pieces. "I cover it all in a large saucepan with water. "And sugar. Three cups. "I let it sit overnight. "I boil it and then simmer. "For fifteen minutes. "Then I stir in the dry Jell-o." My dog is at my side. He is a very good boy. Santa says "What are you going to make? "A pie?" Or rhubarb, strawberry, raspberry tarte.