Mouse Pie

Last Monday Iris and me made chicken mouse pie for dinner.

Iris helped to roll out the pastry, she liked rolling pastry.



She helped to brush it with milk, she liked brushing it with milk.


Iris even liked to eat raw pastry, yuk, i have no idea if that is bad for you.
She likes eating raw pasta as well, (i know somebody else who likes eating raw pasta, and so do all her children, and they are all still alive so that can't be that bad for you, mentioning no names, Ms Childs.)

Mouse Pie (would have looked much nicer if i'd taken a photo of it when it came out of the oven)


It's pie day today as well (leftover meat from our roast) but what pie shall it be today Rabbit, Cat or even Jackdaw, there are plenty of those pesky birds in our garden.