Mum stopped by for a visit yesterday and brought over a bag full of fresh, ripe figs.
I've never had fresh figs before. It's a strange fruit. It's sweet like a plum but has a peculiar aftertaste that needs getting use to. Well, for me anyway. I've always been a fussy eater.
I made myself a simple sandwich with fresh fig, cream cheese and drizzled copious amount of Maya Sunny honey on it. Yum, yum, YUM!!
No one was around to by my hand model today. And Paddy was too busy sleeping to be of any assistance.