A PIE AND TWO BEERS, TALES FROM THE WEST COAST
TRAIL BLAZERS, FORTUNE SEEKERS, WILDERNESS PIONEERS.
They used to say on the West Coast that a three course meal was a pie and two beers. They reckoned the Denniston incline was the 8th wonder of the world, and it was true that what went up didn’t always come down.
They said at times it rained so much it was wet enough to bog a duck, and at times it got so cold the lawyers had their hands in their own pockets.
There was more than one type of gold, and most of the time, things were good as gold. She’ll be right was a way of life, and after a hard day’s yakka it was off to see a man about a dog, and that three course meal.
Things have changed a bit since then, the incline went into decline and the prospectors moved on. Trails blazed by fortune seekers in search of riches, are now traversed by mountain bikers in search of adventure.
One tradition however, as old as our tongue and a little older than our teeth, that has stood the test of time, is our fondness for pies and beer.
It is from here that we bring you our pies, a place steeped in tradition and a pioneering frontier, where wild game is commonplace on our tables. A place where we enjoy food as it was meant to be; hunted, gathered and crafted with care, using simple everyday ingredients.
Our wild game pies are handmade and small batch baked with zero waste and quality ingredients with real good taste. We reckon they are the better pie.
Ps: we’re still working on the two beers
WILD GAME PIES ~ ONLY AVAILABLE ON THE WEST COAST
On the coast we like to keep things simple, including our geography, so we’ve narrowed things down to two locations; here and away. At the moment, our pies are only available here. So if you are from away, you’ll have to come and visit us here to enjoy one of our pies.
There is always the chance you may know someone from here who is making a trip away, in that case you should ask them to bring you some pies… from our place here, to your place, away from here!
The Denniston incline was regarded by locals as ‘the eighth wonder of the world,” descending at grades of almost 1 in 1.25 in places. (That translates to ‘really bloody steep’!)
LOCALS AND SOME GOOD FOLK FROM AWAY HAVE THEIR SAY ABOUT OUR WILD GAME PIES
“Pretty darn good pies, perfect pastry”
“Without doubt the Venison pie would be the ‘Tastiest Pie’ I have ever eaten”
“Mate!!… chomped into this venison pie the other day,’’ so bloody good ‘’ best in NZ by far.”
“they are delicious, I would say the best venison pies I have had”
We proudly stand by our product and believe when you choose one of our wild game pies you are choosing the better pie.
Our ‘Better Pie’ Guarantees…
WILD. Not farmed. Our pie meat is hand harvested, wild hunted meat. It is a natural resource that is free range, organic, tender and superior in flavour. Every animal is traceable back to the land from which it was harvested so we can guarantee there has been no exposure to agricultural animal health programs.
HANDMADE. Our pastry and meat stews are made from scratch using only the best everyday fresh ingredients including real butter made on the West Coast. No additives, food colourings, flavourings or preservatives or hydrogenated fats. Every pie is assembled by hand and baked in small batches, allowing us to control and maintain their top quality.
ETHICAL. We work with a supplier that operates with a zero waste, nose to tail philosophy. Their animals are hunted sustainably on private land where they live a natural free life as nature intended. We don’t use plastic disposables in our production process and our pie boxes are re-usable or re-cyclable.
GOOD VALUE. We guarantee every one of our pies contains 70% meat flesh, and are filled to the brim with our homestyle stews, making them on average twice the size of a standard meat pie.
“I’ve hunted most of my life, enjoying the simple pleasures the backcountry can offer and the free range meat my family enjoys. I wasn’t prepared for just how good the pies that the team at West coast pies create are, The quality is obvious. I definitely wash them down with a beer, just to feel like I’m doing it properly!”
Word is that they are delicious… as in “stop what you’re doing and drive 3 hours to the coast just to have one for lunch delicious”. It was only a matter of time before those resolute coasters found an antidote to a lack of tourists…and here it is”