Well, well well. I haven't had a pastie this good since my father's. This is the real deal. Run don't walk. If you've never had a pastie,get there as soon as possible. My paternal grandparents came from Italy to the northern peninsula of Michigan,where my grandfather was a copper miner. The English housewives taught my grandmother how to make pasties. Growing up I thought pasties were Italian. They are as delicious as any Italian food I've ever eaten. Abbondanza.