
Growing up, there was one snack food in particular that simply didn't appeal to me: Fig Newtons. As a kid, I didn't like the texture of dried fruit and I couldn't understand how something as mildly sweet as a Fig Newton could be called a "cookie." That just seemed like false advertising to me. I can't have been the only one, right? Fig Newtons just weren't as exciting as chocolate chip cookies, or graham crackers, or even 'Nilla Wafers.
I still dislike Fig Newtons, but I've come to appreciate figs themselves in their dried form. And just recently, I've started to enjoy fresh figs, as well. This was the first year that I remembered fig season early enough to get my hands on some fresh figs. I was not disappointed. Fresh figs are both beautiful and delicious. The exterior is a deep purple, almost black. And when you cut into them? The fruit is the color of wine, rimmed in creamy ivory and studded with golden-hued seeds. I really can't think of another fruit that is quite as pretty. And if the figs are at the peak of ripeness, they will be exquisitely juicy and flavorful.



