The edible fig is one of the first plants that was cultivated by humans and is known for its edible fruit throughout the Mediterranean and Middle East. August and September are prime picking months for the fig in Sardinia and we’ve come home with bucketfuls.
Fig leaves have for centuries been used to cover the genitals of nude figures in paintings and sculptures as a protector of modesty.
Figs can be eaten dried or fresh, but keep in mind that once picked the fig will not last long. It’s better to eat them straight from the tree, like we do in Sardinia. High in fiber and calcium figs are known for having a laxative effect on the body, so don’t indulge yourself too much in the juicy redness of this fruit.
Figs were a huge food source for the Romans and were once used to fatten geese for the production of foie gras. Ever wonder why your foie gras had a slight pink-ish colour to it? Well now you know.
So what are you waiting for? Tis the season for figs. Go on and eat them up, if your lucky enough to have them in your area. If you’re one of the unlucky ones to not have a fig tree near by then I suggest buying dried figs. Dried figs from Turkey are the best, in my humble opinion.
Happy Figging my friends.
I’m not into figs, but this post was chock-full of blogging goodness!
I love figs! Very rarely actually get any here though, sadly.
@ woman, theres no figs in England 🙂 plenty of rain .
Ok. That settles it.
When I visit England? I am so coming to visit for the figs, bakery and all the other pictures!!!!!!!!
I love figs, but I would love even more to be in Sardinia!
I know someone who is going to drool the minute I show this article. Might be a little homesick too. Another interesting article.
When we were in Cyprus the first time, we stayed a few days with locals and we eat them straight from his trees along with other fruit.
He showed us how to break them in half to look for the grub, but were told not to eat to many because we would get the ” runs ” 🙂
I wish I was there right now. I love figs. I have been known to pick them off the trees in Bagni di Lucca when I walk in the hills.
There’s nothing like a fresh picked fig, either in Sardinia or Bagni di Lucca.