Fig preserves made from figs off my late Mema Jane’s fig tree.
From around the age of 5 on one of my most favorite days of the year / summer was when she showed up with her fresh fig preserves. As a child I rarely had peanut butter and grape jelly sandwiches. Mine were mostly PB and Fig. Then as I got older I would sit down with a jar of peanut butter, some Saltines and a jar of fig preserves and savor every bite. After she passed I couldn’t even think about making the preserves myself without feeling too sad. It took almost 7 years for me to get to a place emotionally where I could try to recreate her taste myself. Now it’s one of my own summer rituals. They’ve never once turned out her consistency but the taste is pretty close and I think of her with every stir. 🙂