As I’ve told more than one landlord
No, the pastry would have to be under the casserole for it to be a tart.
Had a pie from a nice little shop in Skipton. You can drink the juice out or let it dribble down yer chin. Bloody marvellous it was. They reckon they do just over 10,000 pies a week.
Ohh, dribbling pies, I could eat a Hollands Meat pie now you said that. Although I do have 8 Jacksons rag puddings in the post.
I need me them fucking pies.
These were pork from Stanforths. Make Hollands taste like a shit pie.
And I am partial to a Hollands pie or pudding.
Yes, Holland pies are certainly in the lower divisions of pies. But after a few beers were very welcome in my teens.
Didn’t you have kebab shops?
Actually in 1980-3 Oldham and Rochdale we didn’t, chippy or Chinese were pretty much the only options. First ever kebab I had was in Chalk Farm at the infamous Marathon Kebab.
HOLLANDS PIES ARE THE JEWEL IN THE CROWN.
Ideal as an ale soaker/absorber or to be enjoyed as is.
Do not dis the Hollands Pie, the ideal kebab when skewered and stacked.
Memories! Scratch that, blurrrs
Wow! Look fantastic.