Perhaps you recall my story about figs which appeared in The SandPaper last year (“Fig Follies – The Most Wonderful Time of the Year,” SpeakEasy, 10/24/23). It recounted my family’s love of figs through the Italian generations, and my quest to have figs growing in my own yard (so I don’t need to “steal” them from neighbors’ trees). As of last year, I reported that I had several baby fig trees growing and I had high hopes for a successful fig harvest this year.

SCORE: Nolan, 4, clutches the first fig picked this summer at his grandmother’s house in Surf City.

Well, after a year of anticipation, watering and daily examination of my trees, I am thrilled to report, “We have…