Monday, August 4, 2008
Figgy, Fig, Fig
Figgy, fig, fig. I love figs. Down into my tummy.
I walked up to the farmer's market today to get some delicious kettle corn and couldn't resist a table full of figs. They were the first I'd seen this year and I couldn't wait to try one out. Husband had never had a fig before, so obviously I had to remedy that situation as soon as possible. The one I got was a little overripe, but it was free from the nice old man running the stall - so I'm definitely not going to complain. His wife also sold me a 1/2 lb. of shelled pistachio meat, a recipe containing those beauties is sure to follow in the coming weeks.
There's no recipe with this, just me sharing my undying love of fresh figs.