Fig Bars

Figs, again, yes again. With the weather being so warm (or so I'm told, I've still been cold...) we have still been picking more and more ripe figs. We've been eating them fresh but not fast enough for them not to start going bad. So mummy wanted me to bake something. With a little bribing and begging, I consented (okay, to be honest I was the one begging to bake something with the figs). But as I got started I ran into one small problem, it is very hard to find recipes for fresh figs. They all call for dried figs. And well, my figs were very much fresh. So doing the typical thing that I feel like i do almost every time I bake I just changed the recipe. Yeah, the recipe calls for dried figs but fresh will be fine, right? I'm always right. (okay, that's not true...) 

The recipe said to cook the figs for about 15 minutes. So I thought with fresh figs maybe double the time. So after 30 minutes when the figs still weren't cooked I just left. I just ditched it and went and read. I was in the middle of a good book I wanted to read. Don't judge me. 

After about an hour-ish (I think I really don't know though I was reading and when I read I completely lose track of time) I came to the end of my book and I smelled something...oops. With my typical forgetful mind I had completely forgotten the cooking figs. I jumped off the couch and sprinted to the kitchen expecting to find a blackened mess. But to my surprise there was no black. Just a nice, thickened fig paste. Perfectly done and ready to be used. Either my instincts are getting better or my book was just conveniently the right length. I don't know which, but I'm glad it worked.

I decided to make a gluten free crust cause my mum wanted to be able to eat it without guilt. Now i normally don't do gluten free cooking. It scares me and just doesn't turn out as well. Well, the crust looked a little odd when I cooked it. I was kind of worried. But than I smelled it. Nothing to worry about. Smelled like shortbread, Shortbread is amazing. So buttery... ahhhh!

The Fig stuff got spread over the crust. I really did have hard time not just eating it all right than. I really, really didn't want to wait. It smelled that good.

The crumble over the top was pretty good too. Just a nice buttery crumble with oats.

Well, when I finally got to taste it I was in heaven. Like seriously SO good. I actually didn't get any nice pictures of it because we all ate it so quickly I didn't have time. So, I guess the moral of my story it always mess with recipes cause they'll turn out amazingly. So I was right! Hah! I am always right! 

~Alyssa <3