58 - A Pastie Picnic

2013 in Pleasanton, California 

Don and I spent all of 30 minutes in Pleasanton.  We were excited to find this park as we drove through town on our way towards San Francisco.  We had picked up some hot pasties earlier and we were eager to wolf them down before they were cold.  The flaky meat pies we sank our teeth into came from a small pastie shop in an area where Cornish miners settled long ago.  The miners used to carry these hearty pies in their lunch pails when they headed into the mines.  It was fun to know the mining history behind our meal, but mostly we were enjoying a little family nostalgia. The only other pasties either of us had ever eaten were made by Don's mom! 

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