I think Darrell needs to spend a little less time on the inter-web when we get back home because when I asked him to get a couple of pasties (for lunch) he got very flummoxed. When I enquired as to why he seemed to be so ill at ease with my request, he blushed and stuttered that he wasn’t very comfortable going into a ladies shop for that sort of thing. It seems that he had once been on a website where pasties were things that ladies put in their braziers to avoid a certain embarrassments! What is he like?
I stifled my amusement and explained to Darrell that a Cornish pastie was pastry based item, traditionally filled with meat (usually beef) and vegetables (usually potato, onion and swede) and seasoned with pepper. He didn’t bring back exactly what I wanted, as I think he was still feeling a little awkward. But it was still very nom nom in a local delicacy type way.