While I was in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, Carol suggested that I try a regional treat called a pasty. I had two today as I was heading out for a long day of driving. It was a good lunch for me. With a Coke, just right.
I think a traditional pasty is beef, but chicken, veggie, pizza filled, and some others were available.
To me they were handy pocket food. I ate one hot while in the store, and the other I nibbled on while driving. I can see how addiction could be possible. The crust alone was delightful. With the filling, truly excellent.
People more in the know about these things can fill you in better, but from the light searching I have done, the UP Michigan pasty hails from Cornwall, England from the 1850's. It was food for miners when the copper and iron mines opened.
Carol told me how to pronounce the word "pasty", but I didn't get it quite right, so the lady in the store helped me out. The "a" is short, like in the word "pat", so pasty comes out like pass-tee, accent on the first syllable. Mention in the comments if this is right, all you pasty eaters.