These gob smacking, amazing pies do not contain any chicken, or asses for that matter, but you try saying Kick Ass Pie 15 times in a row, the morning after, and see what happens…
World wide, St Patrick’s day is celebrated on 17 March and even though South Africa isn’t a Catholic nation, we join in any celebration where we get to drink, a whole lot. In my experience hardly any plan for a St Patrick’s party pans out as planned. Last night was no exception.
We’ve been planning to go to an Irish pub on Green Market Square, but before that we decided to have a quick drink at Rafiki’s, waiting on the rest of the party to join us. And right there the plan went right over the balcony…
Our 3rd musketeer was late and out of (stupid) loyalty we thought it wrong to have the first Guiness without her. At about 11pm she was on her way, at 2am no friend and we couldn’t remember how to hail a taxi to the next pub… the rest is a slight blur. At least I helped an Irish Whiskey make it’s yearly sales target in March already.
Despite all this I made it to the office sometime in the morning and when lunch rolled around there was only one thing which could cure a hangover – a Chicken Ass Pie from Jardine! Normally I’m not big on new tastes on a hangover, but hey, it’s a Chicken Ass Pie. Today’s special was Blessbok Shoulder with Pearl Onions and Black Olives. Yummm…
Unfortunately our favourite bakery is closing at the end of this month… if you want to taste the best croissants in town, you better get yourself down to Jardine in Bree street before the end of March. Add a Chicken Ass Pie to your order as well.
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