Throughout the beginning of September, my friend Albert kept tweeting about all the figs he was picking throughout the city. While I’m a big fan of urban gleaning (and I LOVE figs), during those weeks leading up to the wedding, I just didn’t have time to run around town, looking for fruit. Happily, Albert and I settled upon a plan. He’d bring some of his scavenged figs to my place and I’d teach him how to make jam with them. Then we’d split the fruits of our labors.

It was a fun early evening project and it was a kick to do a private jam tutorial. Albert’s posted a photo essay about our jamming session (and his photos are even more beautiful than anything I shoot, but he’s a pro so it’s okay).

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The photo you see above is the final harvest from my teeny, tiny garden plot that I’d mostly abandoned over the last month. My tomatillo plan seemed to really like the cooler days of fall and suddenly exploded with growth. It gave me pangs to rip it out, but sadly, with the first frost coming, it had to go. I have pickling plans for all those green tomatoes and I’m excited for the hot peppers!

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In other news, I’m back on the cooking class circuit. This time it’s not a canning class. I’m doing a class about squash at Foster’s this coming Saturday morning and from what I hear, there are still spots available. If you’re interested, please head over here and sign up!

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