Fig trees grow wild in many areas of Italy, and memories take me back to my uncle and aunty’s house in the country. Nearby there were two huge trees, one cherry and the other a fig tree. Every summer my aunty used to make fig jam, and my duty was to go and pick as many figs as I could, but as I never liked figs I would climb the cherry tree and eat tons of cherries instead. Thankfully, tastes change as we grow up, and now I am crazy about figs!
This tart is fresh, summery and full of flavour. Drizzle some clear honey on top of the figs and serve it on a beautiful plate or stand; it is so glorious that it deserves a super-elegant presentation.