Saturday, August 20, 2011

Fragrant Figs

A timely visit to my parents' place in Sussex, meant I could scrump some of their massive fragrant figs, at optimum ripeness. I took them back to London to have with Greek yoghurt and the wonderfully nutty, toasty Ugandan honey that my Dad gave me ages ago. They made a very special breakfast, accompanied by coffee and enjoyed on the sunny terrace.