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One day not too long ago, Corinniecakes waxed poetically about something called a "pasty".

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You mean a "pastry"?

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No, a "pasty".

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(And it's pronounced like "pasta" but with a "y" instead of the final "a".  Not to be confused with "paste" with a "y" instead of the "e" which connotes a strangely inappropriate stripper visual.)

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Although, to confuse the issue even further, a pasty is actually a pastry (pie crust) stuffed with savory or sweet delectables.

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Sign me up, Corinniecakes!

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Which she did on Day 194.

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Becky Jo, Corinniecakes and I headed to Cornish Pasty for a leisurely lunch.

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Brace yourselves:  I am at a loss for words.

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Let's just say that pie might just be my favorite food, so when you're stuffing pie-like crust with anything and everything imaginable, I'm going to be your biggest fan EVER!

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<span style="font-size: medium;"><strong><a href="http://www.cornishpastyco.com/index.html" target="_blank">I ♥ Cornish Pasty.</a></strong></span>

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When you're dining with a pregnant woman, you have a legitimate excuse to order dessert.

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Let me shout it again from the blogosphere:  <span style="font-size: medium;"><strong><a href="http://www.cornishpastyco.com/index.html" target="_blank">I ♥ Cornish Pasty.</a></strong></span>

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(I could barely stay awake for the rest of the afternoon from the carb overload, but I still ♥ them.  Sometimes we must make sacrifices for love.  It's all good.)

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