We very much enjoy the odd mince pie or two, so have made sure that we have a sufficient supply to get us through the festive period …… We like them flaky or short crust, hot or cold, on their own or with cream – (squirty or double), or with custard, as a festive snack, as a pudding or a supper time delight!
Legend has it that the star on a traditional mince pie represents the star than led the shepherds and Magi to the baby Jesus, but we are not sure if they actually had mince pies when they got to the stable. Mary’s mind must have been all over the shop, but perhaps she baked a few for Joseph’s and her journey to Bethlehem, anticipating that there may not be any no room at the inn and therefore nowhere to seek sustenance.
It is considered lucky to eat a mince pie on each of the 12 Days of Christmas, so, as we average about three a day, we are well and truly blessed in a festive pastry encased sweetmeat type nature and will probably be in line to win the lottery (if we did it), but on the other hand it is deemed very bad luck to refuse one, however there’s no chance of that with us!
We made sure that we made a wish when we had our first mince pie of the festive season, which was of the Mr Kipling variety proffered by Sandra during morning break on 1st December. We ate them in silence because according to ancient mince pie law, they should always be eaten in silence …. so we always make sure that we nom inside our heads when indulging, for fear of breaking any primordial customs.
To be honest the consummation of mince pies isn’t the easiest of eating tasks when you come to think of it, you can’t even cut one with a knife without incurring some sort of wrath ……. so a splade or spoon is our cutlery implement of choice, when fingers are not deemed suitable.