I baked pasties for the first time in six months! Behold
(yes there are four more where that one came from).
They hold a special place in my heart; they're something I remember mum making for us as kids, something I missed when I moved to the US (while actually available in northern Michigan, they're hard to track down), and one of the major reasons I learned to cook, the other being a lack of curry. They've always been a comfort food thing for me.
I've not made them since moving back here because, well, first I didn't have a place to myself, and now that I do the oven is old and the temperature markings have worn off the oven. This is sort of inconvenient. Still, it being a damp and rainy Saturday I thought I'd risk it today and they seem to have turned out alright. I made something a bit new this time; it's sausage stuffing, made with eviscerated pork and apple sausages and extra onion, and (something I never remember seeing in the US) storebought frozen shortcrust pastry.
Talking of which, it's interesting the differences in supermarkets. Did you know, O my US brethren, that butter here does not come in sticks? Broth/stock doesn't come in cans or cartons (you can get 'vegetable broth', but it will confuse you since it's actually chunky vegetable soup), but rather in super-concentrated little plastic tubs (or cubes), and hot dogs in the standard US sense more or less do not exist (you can get German frankfurters, but they're much longer and thinner than what an American might be thinking of - or *shudder* you can get them canned). Nathan's are nonexistent; Hebrew are sadly merely National and not International. And Old El Paso have this really weird thing going on
- it doesn't taste bad, but it is rather barbeque-saucy and not what I'd normally associate with Tex-Mex.
On the other hand, proper bacon is cheap and plentiful. And who needs anything else to live?
In other news, my cat knocked the catnip off my desk and huffed it like the little meth kitty he is. Fortunately, for those of you who haven't seen it already, he's utterly adorable when out of his tiny little gourd