Backyard in South Ozone Park-Queens NY.
Tree grown from a cutting that my Grandfather brought over on a boat to NY from Nola, Italy. Dark fig that died several times over. Still searching for it through family friends.
If I had only one fig, that is the one I want. I would throw out my whole collection just for that one fig.
The combination of taste, memories, and family history make this the fig for me to have again.