Today I planned to go pear picking, but my boys came home from shul and told me on the way home they looked at the tree I had gotten permission to pick- and it had been stripped clean! It had been loaded less than two weeks ago. I didn’t pick them right away since I was waiting for school to start so my kids wouldn’t feel uncomfortable having lots of people watching them (it’s in a busy area). And then I couldn’t pick them right before the camping trip because we were busy packing up. Well, as the saying goes, opportunity waits for no man. It’s a good reminder – if you find a good deal, or a good opportunity, don’t sit around assuming that it will be there for you when you feel like moseying around to it!
The boys also checked on the apple trees we picked from last year – hardly a fruit on the trees. Later in the day I drove by another apple tree we picked that I was positive no one else would have picked from – nothing. I’m pretty sure that all these apple trees were hit by the late frost, just like the three pear trees we picked last year, and that’s why there’s no fruit.
So I decided to see if we could go fig picking, and that worked out beautifully! We picked about 4 gallons of gorgeous figs – soft and delicious. None of us had ever had fresh figs before. Dh told me when I got home that the gemara says that fig trees have several different ripenings, which is exactly what I noticed when picking – half the fruit on the tree was hard and green and won’t be ready for several more weeks, and half were soft and juicy.
Since figs are so perishable, I wanted to deal with them right away. Truth be told, I’m very sure that if I had left them around for a couple of days, the kids would have snacked them away. But I didn’t want them to disappear with nothing to show for our trip, so I tried some new things. First of all, I made fig jam, just honey, lemon juice, figs, and chopped walnuts. It was more like a conserve technically, since it had fruit and nuts, but the recipe I used said ‘jam’. Everyone loved it, but I didn’t think it looked attractive in a jar, which is too bad, since it is so delicious it would make a nice Chanuka gift. But if it doesn’t look pretty, who would venture to open it up and try it? So we have four pints for our family to enjoy.
Today I pulled up a bunch of plants from the raised beds to make room for some fall planting, including a lot of oregano and sage (which smelled amazing). I put all of it into the dehydrator, and since there were some empty trays, decided to fill one tray with halved figs. I didn’t want to dry all of them because dried fruit gets eaten up very quickly and it’s almost disheartening to see so much fruit being turned into such a small amount. For veggies, it’s great because I cook them and they rehydrate, but the fruit is mostly used for snacks, and I don’t like watching it disappear so fast. 🙂 One tray doesn’t sound like a lot, but it’s 14 inches square and holds a nice amount. I’ll see how that turns out in the morning. So drying the figs was the second way I preserved them.
Since the fig jam called for honey, it isn’t something that everyone in my family will eat, so I wanted to make something that didn’t use sugar or honey. I looked through lots of recipes online but didn’t find anything. So once again, I ended up making up my own recipe. 🙂 I cooked a mixture of rhubarb, strawberry, and chopped figs, added a can of orange juice concentrate to it (would have preferred apple but didn’t have that), and then stirred in a box of pectin for low sugar recipes. We have 3.5 pints of that. It still doesn’t look as vibrantly colored as I’d like, but I guess I have to accept that unless I use some artificial ingredients, the fruits I used all cook into less distinct colors than they started out with.
And that’s the end of the figs!
Avivah
Fig jam/preserve is not ever going to look pretty — it a drab mud brown color. But boy doesn’t it taste amazing!!!! I had it for the first time in Israel for a suedos shlishis with challah and fish and other salads. Yummy! I have searched for this in vain without success — where I live I do not see any fig trees or I might try making it myself….