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Alone in the kitchen with a fig*Posted Aug 24th 2007 10:00AM by Marisa McClellanFiled under: FruitLast night, just before heading to bed, I wandered into the kitchen to finish the last of the clean up and get a glass of water. I was a little hungry, so in search of one final nibble, I flipped open the plastic pack of figs I had purchased at Whole Foods earlier in the evening. They were green figs, and didn't look particularly ripe, but they were on sale and I've never been able to resist figs on sale, so they had gone into my basket. Picking one up, it was softer and heavier than I had anticipated. There was a small pool of sweet, sticky fig nectar on the bottom of the container (I know that sounds gross, but it was wonderful). Suddenly, I knew that I was in for a treat. I took a bite and leaned back against the dishwasher, needing to just enjoy the deliciousness of it and think of nothing else. I stood there in my kitchen as minutes passed, wallowing in the taste experience of two really amazing figs. For those of you who think of figs as nothing more than the filling for pale, squishy cookies, I beg of you. Go get yourself some ripe figs. They are in season (at least in the Northern hemisphere) and they don't last long. *Yes, I have been reading the new collection of essays entitled Alone in the Kitchen with an Eggplant. If you haven't been, you really should be.
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