Outside of the blog team I think that Simone is one of our most regular guest bloggers. It has been a while since she last shared a recipe with us, due mostly in part to the arrival of a beautiful baby girl into this world, and also because she now works remotely from all the way down in Christchurch. We miss Simone around the office but are fortunate that she comes and pays us a special visit once a month or so. Simone has a great little story attached to this recipe so I will let her share it with you.
My husband like pies.
He says the one I make with this recipe is his favourite. He should know – he’s eaten the gauntlet, from the service station ones in his student days right up to fine dining in a Parisian restaurant. The French are famous for their pastry, he said, and wanted to try it. It was our first trip to Paris and we ended up in a restaurant we couldn’t afford. We ordered one dish each rather than embarrass ourselves by leaving. My husband’s choice from the menu was a humble pie, admittedly one with foie gras, served under a silver cover which the waiter swooped off with a flourish.
The next time I make our favourite pie I must remember to ask him how it compares to Paris. If he wants more cooked dinners he will say mine is best.
I hope you enjoy it too.