Figs with Bleu Cheese & Honey

Sometimes the tastiest things are the simplest things.

I am really excited that figs are in season. They’re not usually high on my list of “gosh I really want to eat that” things, but Arugula Files’ post reminding us all they are finally in season reminded me of something.

My Grandmother had a fig tree in her backyard when I was growing up. I never understood the strange fruit, and I don’t remember particularly loving them but they do remind me of being young and curious and, of course, my Grandmother.

So when I saw a figs-stuffed-with-cheese recipe in my newly purchased Farmers Market Desserts book I was pretty excited. The recipe in the book is simple to begin with, but I was feeling downright lazy. It was more than enough that I’d gotten up way too early on a Sunday to hunt down figs at the Dupont Farmers Market (which can be found at the Country Pleasures Farm stand in very limited quantities).

So I stuffed them with bleu cheese and drizzled them with honey and called it a day. And ate them. I ate them all.

Think about those heavy fall dinners that are coming our way…I don’t know about you, but I still want dessert! This would be the way to go!

Enjoy :)

Some people look sexy when they eat. And a new cookbook.

Some people, women mostly, take a bite of cake and there’s something about the way they put it in their mouth…the way their lips close around the fork…the way their face expresses pure pleasure. These people look sexy when they eat. Watching these people eat makes other people want to eat what they’re eating.

Watching these people eat makes me want to make what they’re eating. I don’t eat sexy…I’ve watched myself in the mirror before (what!? you would too if you noticed these things).

So, I’m at Kramer’s Books waiting for my friend to show up so we can hang at the bar for a bit, and I’m browsing the cookbooks. Browse, browse. Ina Garten. Browse, browse. Martha Stewart. Browse, browse. Nigella Lawson. Browse, hey wait! She’s one of those sexy eater people!