Henry’s started pretty simply. It was just me, one oven, and a belief that a proper pie should still taste the way it used to. I could not find one that hit the mark, so I decided to make my own. Thick gravy, chunky meat, flaky pastry, no shortcuts, no fillers, just honest food done right.
I began selling our pies at the Hastings Farmers’ Market. Before long the line was out the gate. Every Sunday morning you will still find us there, talking with locals, seeing familiar faces, and making sure everyone gets their usual.