Actually, here in Michigan we do know what a pasty is. They're traditional in the Upper Penninsula (UP) where the copper mines were. They were what the miners (many of whom were originally Cornish) took for lunches, so they're considered a Yooper (UPer) tradition.
There's even a pasty shop in the small town I live in, founded by some folks who moved here from up north.
Of course, a friend of mine from Maine once toured the UP, and was quite intrigued and appalled that every little mom and pop store there seemed to have a sign advertising that they sold pasties. Mainly because she was envisioning these:
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Rather than these:
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