Right after work, I again braved the wilds of the backyard for more of those delicious - home-grown - Kadota Figs. The mosquitoes weren't watching closely, so, for no bites, I boasted a harvest of nine (one dropped in my mouth as I was walking back).
Obviously having missed my calling as a food stylist ...
Now, if I can get to those figs higher up in the tree and then - perhaps - not eat them all within minutes and make something with them. The gorgonzola, cream cheese, rosemary and proscuitto combination that I read about this a.m. on the train sounded promising !
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