LETTER - ‘Memories of pie and mash from Manze’s’
Thanks to Pete Gillings for his article on pie and mash (Virtues of good old East End pie ’n’ mash, October 9).
In the late 50s and early 60s, I too used to frequent Manze’s, but in Bakers Arms, Leyton, London E10, with my paternal grandmother (or Nan as we Eastenders say).
She used to order jellied eels while we tasted the delights of pie, mash and liquor. Cordon bleu it certainly is not, but a real traditional fayre in certain parts of London.
I am extremely scared of snakes, especially when they move, and I attribute this to watching the live eels being taken out of the stainless steel containers at Manze’s and their still wriggling while being chopped up and sold as ‘fresh from the counter’ for people to cook them at home.
Although repulsed at the sight, I couldn’t stop watching. Oh, happy days.