Rick first introduced me to quinoa. Before Rick, I had no idea what it even was. When we would get together for our weekend visits, he would often pack up his veggies, juicer and supplies that would enable him to eat a clean diet...even while stuck away in the country with his butter girl! My teenage son watched from afar with curiosity and suspicion...and I admittedly, I did as well. I remember when he put on his first batch of quinoa. I told him after it had simmered for a while that it looked like little sperm! What the heck...this grain appeared to have little tails! I never tried Rick's quinoa until we were fully engaged in his battle with cancer. And I liked it...actually I liked it a lot! The moment Rick received his diagnosis, I packed up my car and headed to be with him in Cleveland. Our intention had been that even after our wedding, we would continue our long distance routine (getting together on the weekends) until my son graduated in June from high schoo