Flaky

George had decided that shop-bought pastry wasn't good enough for the Hogmanay steak pie. 

And not for him the "that'll do" easy life of rough puff pastry. Oh no. So it was an afternoon of folding and rolling and folding and rolling and folding and...repeat until dizzy. 

All worth it though, for the resulting delicious buttery flakiness. 

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