Pork Pies & Scotch Eggs from Kendall's Butcher in Pateley Bridge

At the end of this summer, we took a walk in a small town called Pateley Bridge in Nidderdale after our early morning adventure at Brimham Rocks. We found a butcher that people kept coming and going. Many cute pies were sitting at the show windows. At the next moment, J was in the store.
There were various meat items and some that I have never seen such as roast bacon joints, which I had no idea how to do with them. Just eat? As England-cuisine-beginners, J picked two kinds of pork pies and two scotch eggs and brought them home. According to wiki, a pork pie, which is a type of traditional British meat pie is usually served cold; in Yorkshire, pork pies are often served hot, accompanied with gravy or with mushy peas and mint sauce. Ok, we are in Yorkshire. We didn't have gravy, mushy peas or mint sauce, we tried them and scotch eggs warm. 
First of all, it was my first pork pie. I was shocked by the solid meat inside. I didn't see any chunk of veggie. It was very lightly spiced, but basically meat, meat, meat. Well, it was a pork pie. What should I expect? The pie crust was nice, by the way. Now talking about scotch eggs, they were huge! There was a boiled egg inside, of course, and meat, meat, meat. The meat part was differently spiced, but it was a little too much meat for me, while I was impressed that J finished his pie and egg! 
There were a few more interesting places in Pateley Bridge. One was a sweet shop that was supposed to be the oldest sweet shop in England. According to a Telegraph's article about the shop, "In 1827, herbal and spiced sweets were made on site and sold along side chocolates, boiled sweets and toffees." A deep old pot was displayed in the shop along with an old candy molding machine.
Pateley Bridge was a nice place to visit while my highlight of the day was still Brimham Rocks. Very unique and amazing views of the park surprised me! We climbed up and down giant rocks and hiking in Brimham moor.
Fortunately tiny flowers of heather were blooming at that time, which turned the moor into a magical red-purple field. What a wonderful nature!

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