One thing we did do while my dad was here was make pasties. If you don't know what a pasty is then you're obviously not from Michigan! It is meat and potato-y goodness that I haven't had in such a long time I didn't realize what I was missing!

First you roll it...


...fold it...

...mark it with a "B"
(or "A" or "BD" for Big Daddy)...
Then you take it out of the oven and watch it disappear faster than you can say "Potato-filled pasty!" Yeah, all three of mine are gone...
2 comments:
They look good, but the big, hairy arms creating them are a little disconcerting!
Oh my goodness I've forgotten how much I love those things!!
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