FIGS, figs, let me count the ways:

Salad with Feta Stuffed Figs

First there is ripe and sun warmed right off the tree, maybe as a treat while doing morning garden chores.

Next there is lunch- crackers spread with warm brie and a dollop of Fig Jam.

For after lunch desert, cold and fresh from the fridge - ripe whole figs.

Later there is the afternoon snack- Oatmeal Fig Bars, crispy and fine with a cup of tea.

For dinner, a salad with feta Stuffed Figs, pistachios, fresh garden greens with nasturtiums, a lemon-olive oil dressing with a swirl of honey.

End the evening with a dessert of warm Maple Syrup Stewed Figs with a spoon of organic vanilla ice cream!

No! Wait! Make that Broiled Figs in Peach Sauce.

Or how about Walnut Stuffed Figs cooked in a cinnamon cream sauce?

 

Don't forget a little something for a midnight kitchen raid....Dried Stuffed Figs rolled in coconut!!! 

Aah....FIGS.

Time Flys!

Summer is almost over and we are in the middle of harvest activities.  We pulled all the popcorn and the Pungo Creek dent corn just before the big rains that came because of Hurricane Irene.  Yesterday we pulled back the husks to check on bug damage and the amount of drying yet to be done. Today we strung up the ears and hung them over the rafters in our main room. Crazy. Yes.  But the popcorn was almost ready and the Indian corn so beautiful, that we could not think of hanging them in the shed to face the same fate as our poor sunflowers - to be picked over and disseminated by the mice that our rotten cat, Ollie has been to sleepy this summer to catch!  So now we have long strings of corn hanging over the dinning room table and kitchen island.  If they don't scare me half to death in the middle of the night, I might get used to them.  I am wishing that I had braided the garlic instead of drying it on racks and then trimming the tops and storing them in baskets.  The guest room...aka...the root cellar, in starting to overflow with baskets of squash and potatoes.  Watermelons are lined up in front of the closet door and boxes are stacked with jars of canned beans, salsa, relish, and pickles.  We have been busy!!!
And I am not even talking about the 26 new chicks, their new house, the seedlings killed by the potting soil which was contaminated by herbicides, the mushrooms that just won't stop flushing, the beer making stinking up my kitchen or the figs that have finally come into full production. Yet.
All that and more to come.