My fault this entirely. I mistaken thought that you could get a pie from a baker’s in London, only to return with a steak bake that had more air in it than Geordie celeb, Donna. Decent price wise for London and the steak feels like good quality. It’s flat but well filled, like a pastry iPad. But, just as you can’t compare apples with oranges, you can’t compare pies with pasties/slices/bakes/bites.