I like to think I have reasonably developed senses and discerning tastes. Mince pies are one of the only things I like about the C season but I really think that where mince pies are concerned, more so than almost any other cake/desert/pie type thing, if you've tasted one, you've tasted them all.
Am I just mad?
Can't say I notice any difference between the vintage brandy, choicest raisins, made by Plumpington's of Knightsbridge ones, and ones that are €1.99 for a million (usually made by a spurious obscurely named aunt)