I wait all year for fig season and then it comes and goes without me taking advantage of it. I think I bought figs once in July and that was it. At the beginning of September, there should be a few figs left, and so I got my grocery list prepared for Fig & Walnut Salad (a lady-meal to compliment last weekend’s man-meal), only to find that I couldn’t find any figs.
The BBF swears he has a fig tree outside his front door and that I will be able to pick some fruit in the near future. We’ll see. I’m skeptical.
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