Showing posts with label pino pies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pino pies. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Pino Pie redux

The Pinos are moving back to New Zillund, but not before I have the chance to buy the last of their frozen backstock of steak and guinness and steak and cheese and chicken meatpies!

Bought 48 of 'em yesterday. I'm so grateful that Dulcie gave me a ring.

Got to hang out with the Pinos for a bit, and that young Solomon made me pine for a cooing, sweet, endearing six month old baby. Scary. THAT has NEVER happened before.

But, luckily, Matty and I are still happily smug with our one child-selves.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Meat pie hiatus

Pino Pies is on [hopefully temporary] hiatus while it regroups in a new configuration (the Pinos just had a wonderful baby boy). I have a few dozen pies in my freezer and eagerly await Pino Pies' return.

I will gladly pay a higher price for such a high quality product. Let's hope the Gods of Small Businesses smiles upon them in the new year!

Monday, August 13, 2007

Pino Pies

Took our third delivery of pies from our local Pino Pies. They are still amazing. Steak and Guinness, Bacon and Egg, and Veg are our favorites. They even do mail order now, too.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Pino Pies

I have mail ordered pies from Placerville (Z-Pies) and from Florida (Four N Twenty Pies, from Oz), but now my mail order days are over!

Pino Pies is a new business in Bishop, and it's run by an honest to goodness Kiwi named Dulcie. The pies are fab and the price point perfect ($3.50 if you buy in bulk). She only uses high quality ingredients (meadow farms "crack" bacon, organic sirloin, etc.). I might the luckiest girl in the planet. I just need to get my hands on a big bottle of Watties. Mmm, I can taste the spicy anise before the vinegary tomato now.

Dulcie and her husband Troy have agreed to have pies available at the concert for those of us who are too disorganized to have dinner ready. BYOB and pies and gig. It'll be a little bit of the Antipodes in little ol' Bishop.

Woot!