Fig Blueberry Crisp

It’s funny how tastes can change. I remember when I was younger and my dad was making us sandwiches for lunch, my choice of spread was Cheez Wiz (I know. I’m cringing too), while my brother’s was peanut butter. And I remember how sometimes for breakfast, my dad would make savory things– noodle soups, cheese-topped tomato macaroni– and I would gladly eat it.

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