For whatever mysterious reason I've been craving ricotta cheese (perhaps it's my Sicilian blood reacting to the autumnal weather outside?). I've been having a little with honey from time to time, but the other day I realized I desperately needed some kind of figgy goodness in my life. So, I mixed a little fig conserve with a spoonful of ricotta, slathered it on a slice of bread, and ended up with one of the most satisfying yet evil little breakfasts ever.
I think I'm addicted...
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