Growing up my mom would make a requested birthday dinner for me each year. After a few years in a row of me asking for Cornish Pasties, they became my traditional birthday meal. Even the past several years mom will make me my birthday pasties when I’m home on furlough even if it is months before or after my birthday.
My great, great-grandmother taught my mom how to make pasties. She would make them for her husband to take to work with him. He was a miner in Cornwall, England and apparently pasties were perfect for lunch; you can stick one into your pocket and not make a mess yet it’s a yummy man meal of meat and potato. If you have never had a pasty you are missing out; they are delicious. It’s like a meat pie without gravy. It’s meat, potato, carrot, onion, salt and pepper wrapped in dough.
I have helped my mom make pasties but this year I decided I should make some pasties for my birthday, my first solo experience. It’s been years since I have made them and I kind of had to stumble through the recipe, yet once I was going it all came back to me.
I love the family history behind this recipe and the many memories that come with it! My heart (and stomach) is full and happy!
They’re beautiful! Well done! I almost made pasties for Brooke and I to celebrate your birthday without you, but haven’t had time yet… Glad you’re carrying on the tradition. (By the way, it was MY great grandma, so your great great…)
fun! Happy Birthday!!
Nice job, yo! Mom, I am definitely willing to celebrate with you if you make pasties!