Clarkes pies!
There was nothing better than stumbling home at 3 in the morning down Cowbridge road in Cardiff and knocking on the door of the Clarkes pie Shop/Bakery.

The door would swing open, silver coins or a spliff would be exchanged for a stunning minutes fresh out of the oven Clarkes pie in a paper bag (which the signs proudly proclaimed was at the very least 12% meat!)

Clarkes pies are living proof that if you get the gravy right, you can pour it over gravel and fag butts and it will be a feast!

For me and my flatmates, the Clarks bakery was roughly the halfway point on our homewards stumble and it would give us the well needed boost keep going through the freezing winter rain until we made it home!
( RadG Drinking Mojitos in the sun, Tue 21 Jul 2009, 20:00, Reply)