Seems it's that time again, and it came about so quickly.
This time a year ago I was doing this exact same thing, this very same week,
making fig jam - HERE.
Last year, jars of jam were shared with any and all who stopped by the cottage and
admitted, or perhaps some fibbed but just wanted to be polite, to liking figs!
The chief picker, Bob, who braves the mosquitoes, bees, angry birds nibbling
on the ripe fruits, robins dive bombing his head because he's taking
their food. . . . . . . and the 100F temperatures each day, DOES NOT like
or eat figs in any shape or form, grrrrrrrrr!
Last year I ended up filling more than two dozen jars over the two weeks
of bubbling pots of fruit and sugar (yes, have to add some), and sterilizing to
ensure healthy jam.
This year I may make fewer, but I am also planning to show a friend how
to make the jam and of course she'll be taking plenty home.
I'll be off to the store later to stock up on more canning jars, and the saucepans
will be bubbling again in a day or so as the trees - I have two - are loaded with fruit.
Fresh figs on breakfast yogurt - roasted figs with acacia honey and mascarpone -
caramelized figs - fig bars - fig upside down cake - fig salsa on grilled salmon - fresh
figs on a salad plate - or just a fresh juicy fig picked off the tree and popped into
the mouth, luscious.
Everyone should grow a beautiful fig tree!
Even if you don't like figs the huge perfect leaves are so pleasant
just to gaze at.
My two trees have grown from tiny 18" tall potted plants from the
garden center into 15 feet tall trees in just over 8 years.
A major pruning will be necessary later this year so perhaps
next Summer's fruit crop will be smaller. Will have to wait and see.