My grandmother made pickled the Wild Rhubarb back in the 1930's. We lived on a small farm just 2 miles from the Blackfoot Indian Reservation. There was a small river running through the reservation and the Wild Rhubarb grew in the wet areas along the banks of the river. Before we could cut any Wild Rhubarb, we had to get permission from the Indian Chief. This was a nice treat for us during the hungary 30's.