My wife's away with work for a couple of days. My teenager at home hates...I mean hates....mince pies. So my tart, featured earlier in this thread, has been perched on the kitchen top. Saying 'just a slice, go on, a sliver even. You know you want to' so I've taken control and frozen half of it. But the other half, well quarter, is behaving like one of those ladies in a window in red light Amsterdam. The real challenge, for this is only a taster tart, is the large kilner jar brimful of hand-stirred, chunky, spicy mincemeat patiently waiting it's turn to pair off with crispy, sweet, golden pastry cases. Is there a mince pie equivalent of AA?
My wife's away with work for a couple of days. My teenager at home hates...I mean hates....mince pies. So my tart, featured earlier in this thread, has been perched on the kitchen top. Saying 'just a slice, go on, a sliver even. You know you want to' so I've taken control and frozen half of it. But the other half, well quarter, is behaving like one of those ladies in a window in red light Amsterdam. The real challenge, for this is only a taster tart, is the large kilner jar brimful of hand-stirred, chunky, spicy mincemeat patiently waiting it's turn to pair off with crispy, sweet, golden pastry cases. Is there a mince pie equivalent of AA?