Hot pie anyone? Ever tried a Pukka Pie? Nor me but by half time of a dull pre season friendly between the MK Dons and Norwich City I’d worked up the courage to bite the bullet.
In all fairness I've seen them around for years; in run down chippies often next to menacing looking Saveloy, behind counters in working men's clubs, always wrapped in steamy plastic, often of indeterminate age. Needless to say I’d never felt the desire to actually eat one.
It’s not like I have standards; I've willingly eaten Fray Bentos before so I’m no stranger to mystery meat wrapped in pastry. I paid my three English pounds and made my way back to the terrace; my face a mask of fear and curiosity.
First task was to get the plastic off and work out how to eat the fucker without making a complete mess of myself. I broke through and wrestled the foil casing off gingerly setting about my task.
The pastry casing was soft, damp, and flaccid; more like eating a steamed dumpling than a pie. Just holding it together was proving to be mission on its own.
Once through the shell though I reached rich glossy balti gravy, nicely spiced considering, and full of flavour. It was several bites till I found some chicken but what I got was actually enjoyable.
It wasn't long before the inevitable happened and I dropped warm curry in my lap but even with this minor mishap and despite the flaccid pastry the pie wasn't that displeasing.
Would I buy another one? It shames me to yes.