the first time that i can remember having a fresh fig was in walla walla. toma brought some to work after a trip to pike's place market in the early fall. toma was always going around and getting me into stuff that i wasn't into yet. and i was hooked.
when i found myself in seattle in late august, i bought a pint of fresh figs for the ride home and a pint to share with jim and claire. they love them. we had those in the bar with cheese and a special balsamico. there isn't any "special" vinegar laying around here, but this will be a yummy bite!
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