Mmmm Pie, mmmm Dub Pies
New York is cool and all, but it has a distinct lack of pie outlets. When Pete was bemoaning this very fact the other day on twitter, we got word of Dub Pies, a pie shop in Brooklyn owned by kiwi Gareth Hughes. So we excitedly made the one hour train trip from Harlem to Brooklyn, transferring on about three different train lines, and being held up even more by construction on the F line. But we made it. And it was bloody worth it.
Look, the old-school tomato ketchup bottle! Pete got the last mince and cheese pie, so I got chicken and vege and Dave got the steak and cheese pie. We all agreed they were pretty top notch, tasty fillings and the pastry wasn’t too flakey, definitely able to walk and eat one of those suckers on the go if you had to.
Indeed, what is $3.50 to change your life? I don’t even drink flat whites in NZ, but I was feeling patriotic so I got one. Besides, I don’t think you can get em anywhere else in NYC(?), so yay for dub pies. They also stock peanut slabs, pineapple lumps, K-bars and buzz bars (!!)
nom nom nom…um, yeah, this is slightly awkward…that’s me eating my second pie. An apple pie, also delicious. Pete tried out a lamington and was highly impressed. Gareth and his partner Gemma chilled with us while we were there and were nice enough to not judge our pigging out ways. We were also stocked up with a bunch of mince and cheese pies to heat up at the apartment, yusssss. Safe to say no weight will be lost on this trip. Ah well.