Bunny pie

There’s been yet more stocking up. The other week it was game, and now it’s booze. Wine for me, beer for him. Look what the postman brought:

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Christmas booze is in

Despite appearances, I can’t actually drink that much; two glasses and I’ll be knocked out with a bad head for a couple of days (and I don’t even touch coffee). Tanners wine merchants are great as they do a serious selection of half-bottles, perfect for the wino-lightweight like me. If you like wine, go to Tanners!

Onto the food. Last night Matt tried to kill me with pie. Not just any pie: rabbit pie, topped with dumplings, then pastry, and then served with roast potatoes.

I’ll say that again: meat and gravy and dumplings wrapped in pastry and served with fried potato. Now exhale.

Our relationship has been marked by things-wrapped-in-pastry, from the high of a beef and oyster pie (Birmingham) to the nadir of the fish and chip pasty (Devon). The best sausage rolls are from Tebay services on the M6 and best Cornish pasties from a dinky little shop in St Ives. Pie is an ongoing obsession.

So bunny pie it is and this one may actually create a heart attack. It’s also a bit of a faff…but worth it.

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