These are from a little fig picking/preserving adventure last summer. You might recognize the 'fig in the hand' shot from the current issue of edible Austin. I love reading it so much I read it to my daughter at bedtime. I'm lucky she likes gardening and cooking.
At least that is what a certain soup peddler would say. Anderson Family Farms had a flock of stewing hens for sale so on Saturday afternoon, I drove out past the airport to the The Farm and picked up a couple of birds with the intention of making chicken soup for my mildly ailing daughter and my beloved family. No sooner had I filled the stew pot with water when my 6 year old daughter sidled up beside me saying 'I wanna make soup.' In a flash, she was out the front door and back with 3 smooth round black river rocks or shall I say 'stones'. What is a mother to do? Squelch the creativity of her own flesh and blood who after 5 days of being laid out with the flu, is now entirely fired up to make her own healing potion right along side mom?! Not me. Soup is love. Would you like Stone or Chicken?