. . . inspired by my grandson, who went apple picking for the first time this weekend, I decided that instead of doing chores all day Sunday, we too should venture out and pluck some crispy deliciousness from the orchard’s bounty.
A dear friend, who not only creates and prepares some of the most delicious meals on the planet, but also writes exquisitely about food, wrote an enticing and slightly sexy piece about figs. I was inspired. Although when it comes to figs, I’m easy.