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I found myself in a strange shop. It looked like Greggs and Sayers, but it was called "Cooplands".
I strolled up to their counter. There. Central. "Christmas Pasty".
I sneered. I looked for something more familiar. No sausage and bean pasty. Not even a baked bean pasty. The one remaining meat and potato pasty didn't look great. I pondered for a minute, before I could detect annoyance behind me for holding up the queue.
Curiosity got the better of me. "What's in a Christmas Pasty?"
Well, my vocabulary doesn't possess the superlatives to describe just how outrageous this pasty was.
I don't say this lightly.
It destroyed anything Greggs or Sayers have ever produced.
Find this mythical shop called 'Cooplands'. Purchase the 'Christmas Pasty'.
Thank me later.
I found myself in a strange shop. It looked like Greggs and Sayers, but it was called "Cooplands".
I strolled up to their counter. There. Central. "Christmas Pasty".
I sneered. I looked for something more familiar. No sausage and bean pasty. Not even a baked bean pasty. The one remaining meat and potato pasty didn't look great. I pondered for a minute, before I could detect annoyance behind me for holding up the queue.
Curiosity got the better of me. "What's in a Christmas Pasty?"
Well, my vocabulary doesn't possess the superlatives to describe just how outrageous this pasty was.
I don't say this lightly.
It destroyed anything Greggs or Sayers have ever produced.
Find this mythical shop called 'Cooplands'. Purchase the 'Christmas Pasty'.
Thank me later.