Fig Jam

On a walk with the dog the other morning Tim found a fig tree leaning over the side of the road laden with fruit. I joined him on the dog walk this morning with stealthy plastic bags in pocket to pick as much as we could carry - 3kilos it turns out. The property which the tree is growing out of is owned by an older lady, who clearly is never going to pick them, and we figure we will give her some jam in repayment...

The jam is on the stove right now filling the house with the most incredible smell and I'm so excited for my first proper bit of country cooking. (That said, I have been making home made lemonade since getting here.)
I thought good old Stephanie Alexander would help me out with a jam recipe, but alas no. So I turned to good old taste instead and used this one. I've doubled it, using 2 kilos of figs, and 1kilo of sugar, 2 lemons plus rind and a cinnamon stick. The other kilo is going to be eaten fresh, made into desserts and salads over the next couple of days and perhaps dried too.
The amazing news is there are heaps more figs to come on the tree so we will be going back every couple of days to collect some more. Lola is going to get very sick of that walking route I think!

Check out my kitchen assistant... so helpful.