For R's birthday party, I saw a basket of fresh figs and scooped them up. I should have taken a clue from the cashier who declared in surprise, "Figs, already?" Yeah, those figs were unripe and completely unsatisfying.
Now, two weeks later, I saw another basket at a small market and gave them a squeeze before taking them up the register. They were soft. Woohoo. Now, it's fig season! And it's ice cream season. So, tonight, I whipped up a batch of fresh fig ice cream...and I served mini scoops in hollowed out figs.
I do have a full-blown obsession with fig ice cream. During the summer when I lived in Rome, ficchi gelato was in every gelateria. Subtle, grassy, and sweet. A few years later, when I went back to Italy with Jake, it was no where to be found. I've been dreaming of it ever since.
- 2 C chopped fresh figs, destemmed
- 1 C heavy whipping cream
- juice from 1 lemon
- 3/4 C organic granulated sugar
- fresh figs, for serving, 1 per person
Beautiful pictures. I keep telling my kids figs are fruit of the gods. Fortunately for me, they still won't try them.ReplyDelete
I WISH I could hoard the figs all to myself. They disappear the second they are spotted in our house!Delete