I've decided that I really need friends with fruit trees. The kind of friends that have so much delicious, ripe fruit bursting from their trees that to them, I am doing them a huge favor by taking some. Lucky for me, I found a friend in the California Fig Advisory Board. They have lots of fig trees in their backyard (the whole state, really! Lucky ducks!) and were kind enough to send me some. I take that back. They didn't just send me some figs, they sent me a ton of figs. Two massive boxes, five flats worth, each a different variety. I'm not kidding here. I think Taylor's eyes were bugging out of his head when he saw the sheer quantity of figs spread out on our counter. Some of the figs didn't make the trip so well, but in my mind, squished figs make the best jam. Yes, I said jam. More jam. At this point I think I need to get rid of some shoes or something to make room for it all. We've got jam jars filling up every square inch of extra space in our cabinets, both in the living room

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