When I was a child I loved autumns because every September we would go το my grandfather’s orchard to harvest prunes and figs, and it is one of the best childood memories I cherish up until today. We would wake up early in the morning before the heat would kick off, jump into my dad’s car and head to the fields. My sister and I loved this time of the year as it meant playing and chasing each other around the trees while my grandmother would regularly supply us with savoury and sweet treats.
September also meant that it was the beginning of the pie season. My mum would gather some figs in her basket, take them back home and make the most delicious fig pie you could ever imagine! As I was having my tea the other day in the office I realised that there was something missing. And it wasn’t another mince pie or ginger biscuit, it was my mum’s very own fig pie squares.
So today I am presenting you with mum’s traditional fig pie, taken straight out of her recipe book.
It makes nine squares and is the best cure for moody days.
They are gooey, smell of almond, taste of fig and have the best texture! Let me know if you try this, mum will be very pleased to know so too.