"The rain outside does not matter. We have pie. Finally I take a spoon to that suet crust and there is a crack; the sound that only a pastry made with animal fats will supply. Beneath, there are large pieces of beef that have been allowed to wallow in this ale-rich braising liquor for so long the strands are starting to wave each other goodbye. The gravy is serious. You cannot see your plate through a puddle of it."
The Observer's Jay Rayner on the undisputed centrepiece of a recent meal at Oxford's Magdalen Arms. I really need to try it soon, before I drown in a pool of my own drool.
(Thanks to Adam for the link.)