From figs to virtue

Let’s bring in some literature as a botanical side inspiration. From an innocent post of a photograph with figs that were picked from the trees just down the road… Indeed, the fig tree was crying for me to save their fruits from simply falling and missing their beautiful destiny to provide some nurturing moments for their fellow human Earth habitants. So did I my best. And then what? They had a bath in goat milk, spicing up their eternal life in cinnamon, finally with a crazy spin around in the blender to fulfil their purpose by becoming a heavenly creamy shake!

Figs Milkshake Cretan edition

2 to 4 fresh figs
250 ml goat milk
cinnamon powder according to taste

Shake in blender until it gets foamy-creamy-heavenly!

Oh, and what about the literature part? Here we go, figs and virtue:

Virtue? A fig! ‘Tis in ourselves that we are thus
or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which
our wills are gardeners. So that if we will plant
nettles or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up
thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs or
distract it with many—either to have it sterile
with idleness, or manured with industry—why, the
power and corrigible authority of this lies in our
wills. If the balance of our lives had not one
scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the
blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us
to most prepost’rous conclusions. But we have
reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal
stings, our unbitted lusts. Whereof I take this that
you call love to be a sect or scion.

from William Shakespeare: Othello: Act 1, Scene 3

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