Meat Pies

Being of a Ukranian/polish + mystery pedigree I never grew up with meat pies. We never sat down to a an english deep dish crusty steak and kidney pie nor a french tourtiere (not counting those frozen whosits from la belle fermiere dad used to eat before he found vegetarianism).

But somewhere along the line I started buying Acadian pie from the pie lady at the market each weekend. I don't even know why, maybe because it was "Acadian" and here we are on the east coast. Which of course doesn't explain why I also get the veggie patties from the nice Indian couple a couple stalls away.

Anyways.

So the pie lady - otherwise known as Heppy's - just opened her store literally down our street. I can walk there anytime its 5:00 and I've forgotten to take something out of the fridge for dinner or I don't want to do anything more culinary that throw something into the oven. And because it smells good and is filled with meat and veggies I still feel like a decent mother.

But Heppy once again embodies all things nice about Nova Scotia - the other day her interac was down and there I was with a pie in my hand hoping to pay. So Heppy, who doesn't know me from a hole in the head or however you say that, says just take it and come back and pay me later. People here are sooo trusting!

http://www.heppys.com/
her website could do with better photos but her pies are super!