One hundred days of pie No.34 The mystery of the Purbeck Smokie
Yesterday I revisited my trip to Corfe Castle to get a Bridport Gourmet Pie. That wasn’t all that I picked up on my travels there. You see, the small general store at the foot of the castle, Clealls (which I believe has since shut down) had a wide range of pies and my natural gluttony meant that there was no way that I was stopping at just one.
However, the second purchase was no ordinary pie. […]
As I’m a third of the way through this little appetiser now, I perhaps need to iterate that the pies featured in this blog are not necessarily the best 100 I had, and they are featured in NO PARTICULAR ORDER as they say on those cheap gameshows you people seem to like watching.
What? Fish & Chips? Yes Fish & Chips!
Every good book needs a pantomime villain and somehow Greggs seemed to inadvertently fit that bill. I’d be rambling through some town centre, searching for that elusive traditional butchers or bakers and I’d get hit with a wall of garish blue whether I was in Barrow or Basingstoke.
It’s getting closer. It started with a pie, and a spreadsheet, nearly three years ago and the culmination of this madcap idea is getting ever closer to fruition.
You may well have gone past Hollingworth Bakery. Indeed, I did several times without noticing it. The one thing that my frequent trips to Barnsley, Sheffield and all points east involved was a traverse of the infamous Snake Pass which connects Manchester with the White Rose County.
I recently wrote an article for excellent Barnsley fanzine
The first few weeks of “Life of Pies” were spent sneaking around the North West mainly eating meat and potato pies (because I hadn’t yet told the missus what I was up to).
If I’m honest I don’t envisage a massive market in this book for vegetarians for fairly obvious reasons. And even though I’m partial to a cheese and onion pie, I would nearly always overlook it for a meatier option when selecting my prey.
The main premise behind the book was to seek out hidden treasures, yet if I’m honest, 80% of those treasures were probably found via the marvellous medium of Google. It would be completely impractical to set off in the car without a clue as to which place I was heading.
I’ve only a vague idea how this Scottish baker made it into the book. As I went on quite a direct and demanding tour over the border I was perhaps looking for a more standard chain to augment the more specific pie objectives I had set myself and I believe Aulds of Greenock Morton are one of the bigger independent chains with a presence in Scotland (excluding the ubiquitous Greggs obviously).
Following yesterday’s post extolling the virtues of Galloways, I got a tweet off @IlfordDaveSCFC (married to a Wiganer @catalinar) who had excitedly spotted a box of Pooles meat and potato pies in the freezer aisle in Beckton Tesco’s. Thus making today’s pie of the day a shoe in.
Time for another pie of the day. I missed a couple of days and can only put this down to day job pressures, and “other” hobby pressures of trying to get a magazine ready for the new season.
I’d heard about the Killie Pie long before starting the book but I didn’t exactly know what was in it. If you’d ask me now I’d tell you that it’s purely a bloody good steak pie.
I went to Southport at the weekend. You might think that it’s more renowned for fish and chips and sticks of rock but there’s one or two pie purveyors of note if you know your stuff.