Higgidy quiche is my favourite food
So juicy and tender, it's healthy too!
When I come home from school what a sight,
As I take my first BIG bite!

There once lived a woman named Di
Who was mad on Higgidy Pie
On red pepper and spinach she munched
For her supper, breakfast and lunch
And now she has muscles like Popeye!

A spinach, Feta and Tomato quiche,
Has developed it’s very own niche.
It tastes cultured and divine,
Like lovingly matured wine.
It can’t be described Nouveau Riche!

I went to get me a higgidy pie
but the baker was just sayin bye..

now here I am without a paddle
up the creek and gone skidaddle

where oh where is my higgidy pie?
Sheesh I feel like i’m gonna cry

I don’t have the the time or the inclination
to bake a pie of my own creation

as I wait here and cry
please bake that pie….

The winter winds do blow and chilly nights appear.
Santa is coming with his best reindeer.
Will the sky be darkest on this fesitive night?
Will the sleigh be led, by Rudolph’s nose so bright?

Skipping over rooftops down the chimney flue
bringing gifts and presents, just for me and you.
He creeps around so quietly, up and down your house;
tiptoing so softly, like the smallest mouse.

And as he does his chores and delivers parcels bright,
he goes to the fireplace for his treat this special night.
But he’ll not get mince pies, the rules now don’t apply!
I’ll be changing with tradition, and leave a Higgidy Pie.

May your Gods keep you safe through the coming year.
May your road be downhill and the weather be clear.
May your pies always be succulent and the quiche divine.
May I wish you seasons greeting at this festive time!

Higgidy Quiche is my favourite food,
When there’s only one left, it causes a feud.
So tasty and creamy and easy to chew,
My Dad is very greedy, so he eats two.

When I come home from work and look for something to eat,
A Higgidy Quiche is a nice quick treat.
It’s what cheers me up when I’m in a mood,
And that’s why Higgidy Quiche is my favourite food.

I’ve just discovered a Higgidy pie
With spinach and peppers and feta in crust
A veggies delight as the rest eat their turkie
That’s my Christmas dinner all sorted and sussed

Something small, something sweet, something very nice to eat
Because Camilla is a clever girl
She puts my taste buds in a whirl
Her pies are just the very best
I know, I’ve put them to the test
Next time I’ll buy a larger one
Can’t wait to get it in my tum!

Flying back to England,
Barely a week ago,
 The turbulance was unsurpassed
And tossed us too and fro.
We landed much too, WAY TOO! fast
and hit the tarmac hard.
 Then promptly bounced back up again,
 at least by a full yard.
The brakes went on, with such a din,
 I thought the whole plane would cave in!

My mushroom and spinach higgidy pie
Just went down a treat,
It was so good that now I must
Try one full of meat

I must admit i find it hard
To choose between the two
So chickens now upon the list
Oh what am I to do.

They’re all so good I can’t decide
Which one to have for dinner
I’ll have to toss to see which one
Comes out to be the winner!

We had our first higgidy last night,
A chicken pot pie which was a delight,
It was a real treat for us to share,
A pie made with such love and care.

Oh my, oh my, it’s a wonderful pie.
When I step into the kitchen, give higgidy a try.

Chicken Hot Pot or sausage and mash?
With an empty stomach, they’re both gone in a flash.

We’re talking gravy, pastry, meat and veg.
With each treasured bite, hear this I pledge

Oh my, oh my, you wonderful pie
Without you in my life I think I would cry.

Higgidy pies, Higgidy pies,
That we all want to eat them is not a surprise
Ingredients are good
They are wonderful food
There is little we can criticise.

Yes, Higgidy pies taste terrific
So I’ll try not to be too specific
I could eat them all day
But I feel I must say
Perhaps just a tad calorific.

The answer you probably know
You must be aware
The solution is ‘share’
Two people content at one go.

Creamy, dreamy delicious
Oh you beauty, you
One of you isn’t enough, I'm not satisfied by two
You’re warm to my touch, you glisten and you wink
I just want to taste you, now i can barely think
I finally pull you closer, brush you against my lips
An electricity runs from my toes to my finger tips
How lovely you are to taste, is that a hint of honey?
You were worth every penny, every penny of my money
Yes, it’s true,its happened, i’ve fallen for your charms
Oh my darling higgidy pie, your boxes are always in my arms
True love, my higgidy, has found me
Don’t believe me? Just take a bite and see

Little Mushroom and Leaf Spinach Pie,
You are so beautiful and shapely to my eye,
And when I cup you gently in my hand
Time falls away like tiny grains of sand.
I hestitate before I take a tender bite,
Your pastry, your starry top, are perfect and so light.
I savour every moment of your sumptuous, rich taste,
Taking care to eat you slowly, rather than in haste.
Delightful love warms my empty heart,
Your conception is a creative work of art.
And as the final offering dribbles down my chin,
I survey my empty plate with a truly satisfied grin.

I’ve just had my first Higgi pie,
Which I’m praising right up to the sky.
It was quiche, veg & feta -
Could not have been better,
Ahhh! (heaves a satisfied sigh).

I went to Waitrose just to buy
A little spinach & pepper pie
It was just right with a salad lunch
Yum yum yum munch munch munch

I don’t eat cows & pigs and such
So I enjoyed my quiche so much
The only thing that puzzled me
Was why it was called Higgidy

But then I saw just where you be
You cook at Shoreham-by-the-Sea
Thanks very much your pastry’s great
I went and bought another eight!

Oh delicious quiche of Higgidy,
For you I make myself a piggidy.
Scrummy red peppers, spinach and cheese,
Could I have another one please?

I’ve tried making quiches and I’ve tried making pies
But to say I was good, well it would be lies
As I sit in a kitchen filled with burnt pastry and flour
I feel life ticking by hour by hour
But then an idea forms in my mind
A light bulb moment; one of a kind
Why I am I toiling and slaving away
To make dry, tasteless pies day after day?
Surely there are people that do this for fun
Whose pastry is flaky and crusty and yum
‘Of course’, my friend cried when I told him my thought
‘Why struggle and fret when such joys can be bought
Higgidy Pies are the ones which you seek
They make such tasty treats I buy them week upon week’
I rushed to the shop at the end of the road
And when I saw the nice packaging I literally glowed!
And the taste, oh the taste- I’ve never looked back
Now hush while I open just one more pack…

My hubby was let off the leash
To go shopping with my niece
Imagine my glee
When he brought for my tea
A Higgidy Piggidy Quiche

Down the shopping aisle I walked
In and out of the ladies who talked,
When out of the corner of my eye
I did spot, a big juicy pie.

A fine higgidy one, nonetheless
Giving me a meal without the stress
They leave no room for cheap imitations
And have always exceeded all my expectations!

Crouching by the oven door, watching the baking pie,
My mouth is watering so much, I think it might run dry.
I mean: look at the surface! Such a pretty little star,
The box says it’s handmade; it’ll be the best by far.

Grinning at the timer (yes, there’s just one minute left!),
This little pie tastes so good it feels like committing theft.
I’m glancing left and right now, trying hard not to be seen,
As I pick the plate up in my hands and lick the china clean.

Oh Higgidy, thanks a bunch: your pies are really, really nice,
In fact I just adore them – they are now my special vice.
It feels so good to discover a veggie meal that’s not,
The usual mushroom soup out of a supermarket pot.

In fact it’s not just food; your philosophy’s really great,
It feels so good to know that there’s free range things on my plate.
Your website and passion are fab; there’s nothing else to say,
Except for this: thanks Higgidy, you’ve really made my day.

I’ve never tried a pie like you,
But then I did and oh PHEW!!

Your crusty-ness and yummy filling
No need for oven, or microwave grilling

My life is now at last complete
If only I could see my feet!!

Oh higgidy, the little pie
I love will all my heart.
But I never eat you all at once,
in case you make me…………….dart!
(out to get another one!)

O Little Quiche! O Little Quiche!
Your filling is so scrummy.
O Little Quiche! O Little Quiche!
Your pastry is so yummy.
Your feta cheese is creamy soft,
Your roasted peppers must be scoffed,
O Little Quiche! O Little Quiche!
Your home is in my tummy!

O Little Quiche! O Little Quiche!
I love to eat you hot or cold.
O Little Quiche! O Little Quiche!
Your spinach is a joy to behold.
Your poppy seeds add extra crunch,
You really are the perfect lunch.
O Little Quiche! O Little Quiche!
Without you I cannot be consoled.

Oh Higgidy Higgidy where have you been all my life?
Your quiches & pies are now my only delight!
I crave Spinach & Roasted Red Pepper
As i’ve truly never tasted anything better!
Hence i’ve created this little poem sent as an e-letter.

Pies, pies wonderful pies,
Nothing better than spying a pie with my eyes

A pie in the hand is rather more grand,
A self confessed fan, of a pie in the hand

Heaven knows what the nose,
Knows to make of all this,
But that heaven sent scent,
Will soon start its ascent

Upward to the lips, the gatekeepers of pleasure,
O by what earthly scale, can this rapture be measured,

The moment of truth as the first bite is taken,
That climactic rush surely can’t be mistaken,
A paradise found, true fleeting bliss,
A bittersweet sense as it nears the abyss

For our edible comrade the end is now nigh,
Bon voyage, Goodbye, Fare thee well my dear pie

Today for a treat I was tempted to try,
a steak and red wine flavoured Higgedy pie.
The stall at CampBestival 1st caught my eye
as I searched for a savoury meal treat to buy.
I knew not the brand but the sensory pleasure
this pie brought my palate was too good to measure.
I’m really quite chuffed to discover this treasure
and I’ll now eat more Higgedy pies at my leisure.

My wife, who is French, (born in Picardy)
When shopping for food’s quite pernickety.
So it is no surprise,
When purchasing pies,
She always makes sure they’re from Higgidy.