Figs are a thing that – elsewhere in Albania – you will find leggy adolescents and wizened old men selling by the bucketful by the side of the road. Somehow, despite the fact that they grow here, Tropojans don’t seem to fetishize figs as a fruit. But we DO make jam out of them. And made properly, the jam tastes bizarrely like caramel. I mean, it is nice Nice NICE!