Serves 4-6
Figs with yoghurt, honey & roasted barley crumble
Autumn
I know of only one fig tree here in southwest England that produces fruit that actually ripens to perfection. The owner of the tree sends a few kilos down to River Cottage each year, which is such a treat. A fig in the right condition – that being sweet, soft (but not overly) and dark blue and red, like a bloody bruise – is a thing so wonderful you need little else of a morning. This recipe, which I’ll call a ‘weekend breakfast’, has a feeling of the Mediterranean about it: figs, fragrant thyme, thick, sour yoghurt, and honey in the comb.