Pie heaven

Anyone that knows me should be fully aware of my love of pies. Well, New Zealand is pie heaven. It seems to be what NZers survive on. It's like Bolton on a Saturday afternoon...people simply queueing for pies. Mince (as in ground beef, not your dried fruit infused abomination) seems to be the staple although you can also get steak, steak & cheese, steak & veg and the below documented butter chicken - seemingly a new angle for NZ pie eaters. Marvellous. Oddly enough all cafes selling pies had a smell reminiscent of Seb's parents' kitchen. Maybe Seb's parents are closet pie bakers. Maybe so.