British Pie Week is just around the corner, from the 7th - 13th March. Hurrah! I know, I know, it's a rather clever marketing ploy but still, I do like a good pie - whether it's fish, chicken, beef, or a good old cold picnic pie.
This weekend I made an impromptu trip down to Yorkshire to see my dad, and on Sunday morning we took a trip to the Blacker Hall Farm Shop down the road. I love farm shops - knowing that everything I'm buying is local, lovingly produced and picked fresh to eat rather than chemically ripened makes me feel a little smug. The meat and vegetables are generally pretty well priced - ok, so it's more expensive than the supermarket, but it's also higher quality, and the farmers are at least getting what they deserve for the products you're buying.
Anyway, enough of the ethical lecture. On with the pie.
That's a "ploughman's pie", that is. Thick, crusty pastry, light jelly and a smooth meaty filling with an ever so slight tang of cheese.
Delicious with some Yorkshire Porter and mustard. Or - true ploughman's style - piccalilli.
Phwoar.
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