If you happened to peruse my last post about my new fig obsession {Fig, Caramelized Onion + Goat Cheese Tart}, you’ll already be in the know about my stealthy acquisition of some of my neighbors’ figs. Now that I have access to so many of them, you could say I’ve become a bit fig crazed. For many, the fig is an acquired taste. They’re only ripe for a short amount of time, usually insanely overpriced, not easy to find, and frankly a bit weird. If you are lucky enough to have access to a fig tree, you don’t have to worry about most of these drawbacks. Hence, my fig insanity.
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