Every year I see those fresh figs on the grocery shelf and wonder if I can make some kind of pie that no one has ever heard of. I love fresh figs. I have tried maybe six recipes I read on different cooking websites and the craving is never quite satisfied. Today I trusted my instinct and made a figgy goodness that reminds me of my favorite discontinued Bath and Body Works scent, brown sugar and fig. Quartered the bucket of figs, about three cups, tossed them with fresh lime squeezings and waited while the lime did its job. I lovingly tucked those figs in my favorite cast iron skillet, and doused them with Courvoisier and a fist full of brown sugar. I only cooked them for five minutes because I didn't want the freshness to go out. I folded them into a batch of organic vanilla pudding and there was a ribbon of dotty pink love following every trace of my rubber scraper. Chilled in my favorite flaky layered crust. Voila. Bring us a Figgy Pudding, and bring it out here! We are going to eat this outside & sing christmas songs while we do it! Won't we? Friends? You do want to sing? Right...
ps. you should know figgy pudding is actually cake with boozy fruit, but pie with cognac figs is a vast improvement in my opinion.
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