pie!

We love pie. You know that. It’s a major theme for our wedding, for goodness sake!

So when we heard there was a new pie shop open in our neck of the woods, we had to swing by and check it out.

The place is calledthe Pie Shack, and it’s a cosy little beachy spot with lovely communal harvest tables, and a doghouse outside for the requisite, resident puppy.

But more importantly, the pies! Oh the pies!

They are indescribably good – buttery and impossibly flakey – I have a sneaking suspicion that the pie dough is not exactly regulation. A sign mentions that those with nut allergies might be wary, as there is almond in the crust, but I feel the secret is that it is more akin to puff pastry, or a croissant. Imagine: layer, after buttery layer of flakey delight!

I got a slice of apple pie, and there was an option for cheddar, so I took it. Because if there’s one thing I love more than pie it’s cheese, and if there’s one thing I love more than cheese, it’s pie served with a side of cheese, and the only thing better than that, is when the cheese is MELTED ON TOP OF THE PIE… DROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL…

Yeah. It was good stuff.