One hundred days of pie: No.13 – Plesteds of Southampton
I must apologise, I’m notorious for starting things I don’t fini
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But I can assure you that this six day hiatus was for a very worthy reason. Essentially I gave the missus the book and she ripped it to shreds so it’s undergone another hefty proof read which has half killed me this week.
June 2012 saw your correspondent eat a very posh pie with a double digit price in an Oxfordshire village and then nipping to the even posher deli around the corner for a growler to polish off proceedings.