OK, terribly sorry, I admit I lied!
Last week I mentioned the glut of Celeste figs arriving on my kitchen island daily
thanks to my official 'fig picker', also known as Bob. I also said that I would NOT
be making fig jam this year. . . . . . . . so what the heck are all those little jars doing here?
These were last evening's busy work for me - and yes, it's already the second batch
as I made the same amount earlier in the week - that's 14 jars of jam - so have
already shared with neighbors and friends!
These are my Celeste figs, and they are really good - I love that their sweetness
is subtle, that they are medium sized and not at all chewy - even when enjoyed raw.
I quarter them for preserves, cut in half to bake, do a chunky chop to toss with my
morning Greek yogurt.
Figs really are good for you in so many ways. . . . . . . . . despite the fact they've made
me a little less than honest!
P.S. To dear Sara in So. California, if you read this, know I'm finding some
fabulous recipes in the wonderful fig cook book you gifted me with. . . . .
and I really miss you!