I had the mince meat made (try saying that quickly!) since last year sealed in an airtight jar and hidden away in the back of a cupboard. So it had to come out to be tested. It smelt very good, mostly of brandy, but good! But the real test would be in the baking. If it wasn't right then a new batch would have to be made for this year.
Hot out of the oven they tasted fine to me, but I wasn't sure if I could trust my own taste buds.
Luckily just as they came out of the oven, as if by magic, a very experienced 'taster' arrived. His mince pie radar was working well.
I'm still not quite sure what the verdict was, but there was lot's of 'oohing' and 'ahaing' and some Homer type drooling sounds being emitted during consumption. All he said when he was finished was, with a little grin: "How many of them did you make?"
He went home with a couple in his pocket. I'm not sure they made it round the corner....
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