Gay's Creamery

First port of call on their holibobs for Eric (formally Known as Nigel) and the ever fragrant Alice just had to be Gay's Creamery in Dawlish .........

...... a place of comestible legend ........ 

....... known most famously for it's huge variety of traditional and not so traditional pasties ..........

.......... and it magnificent array of old fashioned, homemade, tray baked cakes .......... 

....... and other such local delicacies. 

It really was a no brainer of a visit ......

....... but where to start among all the jam, chutneys, jellies and curds .......

....... regional brews, both alcoholic and of the tea variety, fudge, take away clotted cream teas ......

....... plush, facsimile souvenirs of the famous Dawlish black swans ........ 

...... and of the shop itself, some even celebrating a hundred years of Gays in Dawlish!

However, in the end, despite all their best efforts and enthusiasm Eric and Alice found themselves totally bamboozled ...... there really was toooooooo much choice ......

...... so in the end they settled for two giant traditional pasties, a very ample slice of Bakewell tart, and the same again in apple pie form, plus two bags of proper crumbly fudge to nibble in the caravan later that evening, vowing to return, when they were a little more composed and able to make a few more considered choices, some to bring home.  What are they like? 

And how were their pasties, eaten outside, but out of sight and sniffing distance of the voracious Dawlish seagulls? Absolutely blooming unbelievable, with Alice, for once, not batting a single eyelash over her waist, declaring to Eric that calories simply don't count on holiday and never in glorious sunshine!  What is she like?

So sorry Mr D if you are now wanting a traditional pastie and want it now, but I am assured that Eric and Alice consumed and enjoyed theirs on your behalf!