Garden Fuss

Oh the soft **ping ting** of canning preserves is what I'm hearing this evening. After taking a trip to Trader Joes earlier in the week I found a fresh shipment of California figs. I know this is against my motto of buying local, but I just couldn't pass up this sweet succulent fruit. Nothing says christmas like a meal with figs. Though I've never had figgy pudding which I'm not sure contain actual figs... I do enjoy yogurt with a sweet and savory smelling fig, thyme, and lemon confiture. I can eat this for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Last year I gave away and enjoyed lots of preserves. This year I'm already more than half way done with my canning, and looking forward to tucking into them when the white stuff (dare I say the "s" word outloud) actually hits the ground. Enjoy the pics and be sure to check back because I'll post my recipe for you. 

Later Peeps!!

I have been a lover of "Fig Newtons" since longer than I can remember. Well the papa in-law brings back this deeply dark concoction calleds fig preserves a few summers ago. My husband pretty much pursed his lips up like he had eaten a lemon so I looked at the jar with suspicion. Initially I thought maybe someone had pulled a fast one on pops and given him molasses. My hubby hates molasses but this looked a little different so I had to ask "what is that?". Pops showed me the lable, and it seemed interesting to me that one could actually make a jam out of figs. Well, I was still wet behind the ears on the flavor profile and the concept of creating such confections back then. Anyway, to make a long story short the next day mom in-law made her light and buttery biscuits which I usually don't eat cause I'm a toast or English muffin kind of girl (but they are delicious). There was no English muffin in sight, nor was there honey in sight which always pairs well w