I'm 71 and when I was a kid, my parents had four fig trees in a row about 20-25 feet from our house by my bedroom window. Everyone we knew would come to "pick figs". Those trees produced so many figs it was impossible to pick them all, especially at the tops. The overripe figs would fall to the ground, then sour. We had no air conditioning back then and I had to endure that sour smell coming into my bedroom window. This story is to suggest to you to consider where you plant your trees. Also, we kids would climb those trees for play and especially eat them when in season. Memories !
After my childhood, I learned to make jellies and jams. The figs are strawberry preserves made with strawberry jello and stawberry flavoring when I can find it. People, except family, do not know they are figs and not strawberries until we tell them. I even make some including canned crushed pineapple instead of strawberry jello and flavoring.
I have no source at this time for figs, but have planted one tree which froze down but came back year before last. It's not too tall now, but after reading your posts, just now, ran out and found a shoot to make a cutting. Used the rooting hormone and now waiting for the bonus! Yea!
