Friday, December 16, 2005

if it resembled a pot pie, we were golden

And so it went in jolly ol' England. Mince meat pies, pork pies, beef and potato pies, onion quiches, spinach tarts, you name it. If it had a crust, they wanted it, and ate it like it had just come out of my own oven.

Chago usually rips off the top crust first, peels it from around the perimeter, and then flips it over to finish off the soggy bottom before even attempting to taste the insides.

Saia, on the other hand, starts right from the middle, ripping into it like a watermelon and gutting it like a wild boar.

It's all very Lord of the Flies, but no one can ever say they're not good eaters.

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