Falling head over heels in love with figs
It’s definitely fig season. I’m a fruit (nut) all year
round, but there is something about a new season that brings around a definite
sense of excitement for me and my tastes buds.

These figs I picked up this week were particularly good – that gorgeous deep velvety purple hue is a sure sign of a rich and devilishly good fig underneath full of nourishment. And don’t even get me started on those sensational swirls of goodness!
When did my love affair with figs begin? I don’t quite
remember, I do remember my Dad sharing his packet of Fig Rolls with me when I was a little
girl, but that’s the earliest recollection. The real enchantment
came a little while ago (around the time I re-named this blog last year), I
guess you could say when I fall head over heels in love with something (usually
food, always food), it’s deep – and this one is no different.
I’m feeling enthused by September, I’ve had a little time to
mull over my thoughts from my last post and I am definitely set for a wholesome
Autumn/Winter. 2015 has been so stimulating – and full of adventure, discovery and
soul searching, may it continue.
I've also updated my weight loss story - which details my journey and insight into weight loss, diet (the word I'm not fond of using) and fitness.
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Fresh figs are heaven, we used to have a tree over-hanging our garden and I could never resist helping myself!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, a fig tree would be my absolute dream :) x x x
DeleteYou know what, I don't think I've ever had a fresh fig... I need to remedy this!
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Distract Me Now Please
Yes, yes you do. I do find them very different to most fruits. But, very nourishing x x x
DeleteThey look so delicious - fresh figs in Italy is a favourite holiday memory,
ReplyDeleteLizzie Dripping
Wow, that sounds like a great food/travel tale, it's amazing how food can so vividly link to a memory :) x x x
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