Great Lakes and Upper South in the News: "In Michigan, The Pasty Isn't X-Rated. It's A Portable Pie With History Baked In" from NPR
When Stephen Bosio of Pasadena, Calif., fed his 9-month-old son a pasty, the act felt, by his assessment, more important than it should have.
"Teddy is a fifth generation pasty-eating man," Stephen told me.
Outside the rural Midwest, the term "pasty" is associated with a particular type of nipple cover rather than a pastry shell stuffed with ground beef and root vegetables, although the pronunciations of these terms differ. The food variety, ironically, rhymes with "nasty" rather than "tasty." In Michigan's Upper Peninsula (U.P.), where Stephen and I grew up, the dish is as culturally ubiquitous as deep-dish pizza is to Chicago. It did not strike me as absurd that a baby eating a pasty would mark a milestone on par with a first step or first word.
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