I don't know how many figs were in the "bunch" yesterday's poster was
given, but unless it was a really large number, at my house they'd already
be gone. You don't really need to "do" anything with/to them. There are
few things more delicious, decadent, sinfully delightful than a ripe fresh
fig. The season is short and they're a rare treat. Just enjoy them. Old
etiquette books say to hold the fig by the stem, then quarter it
lengthwise with a knife, not cutting through at the stem, so that it opens
up like a 4-petaled flower and you can enjoy the contrast of colors and
textures between inside and outside as you "delicately nibble" at it.
Black figs have luscious ruby interiors--quite dramatic. Green figs are a
bit less visually stunning, but just as delicious.
(There's a scene early in the film _Women in Love_ in
which Alan Bates philosophizes on the sensuous qualities of the fig....)
I do wonder sometimes why we so often feel we need to "do" something with
things that are very nice in their simplest form. For instance, to the
poster whose father was given several cans of baked beans, why not just
heat up a can and serve with a salad and some good bread (I like cornbread
with beans)? Add a little hot sauce or whatever if you think the beans
need it. But they may be just fine as they are.
And now I'll stop philosophizing--thanks for your patience :-)
Vicki
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Victoria Modarresi Dept. of English
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(520)621-1836 FAX (520)621-7397 Tucson, AZ 85721
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