There is a mature fig tree in my backyard. Last year I had a fantastic fig harvest, and it looks like the tree is again filled with figs. I was really quite unfamiliar with figs for decades. Then in Bogota (yes Colombia) my lunch host insisted that I try a particular sweet for dessert. Slightly cooked figs – really just heated, probably roasted – with a small scoop of arequipa or dulce de leche. The dish was incredible! There is really no comparison between fresh and dried figs – they are two different products. My figs almost never end up cooked – they are dessert in themselves. Occassionally they are consumed along with a nice cheese, but mostly these figs will just get eaten as is, sun-ripened and still warm from the tree.
a middling life 