These individual pies are baked in mason jars with a flaky crust on top for a comforting dish this winter season.
Whether it be Homer, Lovecraft, or Plato, we are taught that the most creative point of any day rests precisely within those agonized moments that stand somewhere between waking and dreaming. It is a typical and often overused cliché. You see, as the trope runs, it is in these briefest of moments that we glimpse, with conscious eye and rational mind, the realm of the subconscious. In these moments, as the Poet says, "We converse directly with the Muse herself, and either find ourselves enraptured by otherworldly beauty - or recoiling in unspeakable horror." Plato, similarly, says that in these moments we hear the 'echoes' of the gods.
Lovecraft…well, he relates in Hypnos his ideas about who we visit - or are visited by - in our dream realms.
It was after precisely one such moment yesterday morning that I found myself perched at my bedroom window, staring out blank eyed at the river through the piles of my dock. The sky hung gray overhead, and the river's inky water was as still as hammered onyx. The previous week's snowfall was retreating, but the damp chill in the air forbade any warming thoughts of a coming spring, instead I felt more akin to an immortal awaiting release from a wintery prison.
I can't recall if such thoughts were my own, or the product of a Lovecraftian glimpse into the previous night's subconscious realm. Either way, the tone for the day had been thoroughly set, and despite whatever the aforementioned 'Great Minds' tell us about our dreams, I felt a fair bit more in tune with the grey sky than any renewed sense of creativity.
However, as I've found, largely through the natural experience accrued by passage through life, that the morning's delusions of grandeur, or faux-mysticism, are often best left checked at the bedroom door. Yet, try as I might, that first early morning image of the still river, framed by the grey sky, persisted - and I honestly really can't place why.
This image followed me throughout the day, and by the time the grey sky had been replaced by the clear veil of the night, I found myself in need of something thoroughly warming, something as 'antique' as my lurking nostalgia for a winter now nearly passed.
Naturally, that's where today's recipe comes in.
Shepherd’s Pot Pie
- Total Time: 45 minutes
Ingredients
- 1 sheet puff pastry dough
- 16 ounces lean ground beef
- 1 medium white onion, chopped
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 4 carrot sticks, chopped
- 1 cup diced mushrooms
- 5 small potatoes
- 2 teaspoons dried oregano
- 1 teaspoon dried rosemary
- 1 bay leaf
- Salt and Pepper to taste
- 2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
- 1 1/2 cups chicken broth
- 2 1/2 tablespoons AP flour
- Olive oil
Instructions
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
- In a medium sauce pot, saute ground beef until the beef has browned. Drain off the excess fat and transfer the beef to a glass bowl. Set aside.
- In the same pot, drizzle some olive oil and saute onions, garlic, onions and mushrooms over medium low heat.
- While the vegetables cook, bring the potatoes to a boil. They should be tender enough to pierce with a fork. Drain the potatoes and chop.
- Add the potatoes and the ground meat back to the vegetables.
- Add the Worcestershire sauce, dried oregano, rosemary, bay leaf, salt and pepper.
- In a small bowl, whisk chicken broth and flour together until smooth. Add the mixture to the vegetables and beef.
- Simmer down until the broth has thickened slightly.
- Spoon the stew into mini mason jars.
- Roll out the puff pastry dough and cut squares large enough to cover the jars. Place the jars in a baking dish, filled halfway with water.
- Bake the pies in the water bath until the crusts have puffed and are golden, about 15 minutes.
- Remove the pies from the oven and carry lift from the water bath. Serve and enjoy!
- Prep Time: 15 minutes
- Cook Time: 30 minutes
- Category: Main Dish
Nutrition
- Serving Size: 4-6
These delightfully mini 'pies' are a modern take on an old classic. Perfectly portioned for each guest they boast of the season's heartiest vegetables and a light cream broth then topped with a flaky sheet of pastry for the finishing touch.
It's a simple but elegant presentation and a perfect way to savor the final moments of winter.
Enjoy with Love!












Patricia @ Grab a Plate says
Hi Catherine! What a wonderful way to present a comforting, classic dish. This looks beautiful, and perfect for the season!
Taylor Kiser says
Cannot let winter pass by without making these shepherd's pot pies! I love that you made them in mason jars! Makes this already comforting dish look even more warm and inviting!
melissa king says
I've never felt so welcoming at the thought of a gray sky until I read your description! Just beautiful. I love that thought that maybe it could tie in to the dreams from the night before, our feelings that come into the situation at hand. Very interesting.
And these are adorable. My husband would flip for these.
Deepika says
These Shephard Pies look so tempting. I love the Mini version.
Allison - Celebrating Sweets says
My family loves Shepherds Pie, and your mini versions look absolutely fabulous! I can't wait to try these!