my mother is a great, if unadventurous cook. but growing up in Alaska years ago, fresh produce (unless it was red delicious apples, iceberg lettuce, or mandarin oranges at Christmas time) was limited, and usually not particularly good. fruit and vegetables came in cans or freezer bags. So when I visited Europe the summer after high school graduation, I was introduced to all kinds of wonderful things, like tomatoes that didn't look (and taste) like oversized pink golfballs, and figs that didn't come in Newtons, and plums that didn't resemble superballs. even had my first fresh pear, and was amazed at how much better they tasted without the heavy syrup...