I am a pie eater

Since it's Sunday- a big lunch is called for.  The night before I had poached a chicken ready for a chicken and mushroom pie, with cream and tarragon.  After a trip to visit the cows, we headed back and the pie was assembled (alongside a mini one for Darling boy) and then popped in the oven to bake.  We loafed on the sofa with the papers whilst Darling boy napped and the pie cooked.

The results were good and the pie was gone fairly quickly, along with the roast potatos.  I wonder if any Sunday is complete without roast potatos?  (and pies labelled as pies?)