Cornish
tin miners eventually had to search elsewhere for work when the mines
closed. They moved around the UK and all over the world too – for
example, between 1861 and 1901 it's estimated that 250,000 Cornish
migrated to Australia. It's not surprising therefore, that you'll
find pasties, or versions of them, all over the world. There's a
very successful company in Australia “Cousin Jacks
Pasty Co.”. In case
you were wondering where “ Cousin Jacks”
comes from – it's an affectionate nickname for Cornish people –
“Cousin Jennies”
too.
Legend
has it that there are “Knockers” or “Knackers” - mischief
making leprechaun like creatures who lived deep in the tin mines,
knocking on the walls and supports. They could be good or bad
depending on your point of view. To some, the knocking served as a
warning of impending disaster and so protected the miners, to others
these mischief makers caused cave-ins. Which brings me to the “end”
of the pasty. The miners would save, literally, the last bite - the
end of their pasty and throw them deep into the mine to either
appease the bad knockers or thank the good. A help or a hindrance?
Not
to be confused with the “end” of a pasty - there's also a
“corner”. A “corner”, is said to be a portion of a pasty
saved to eat later on in the long shift – larger than we'd call a
corner, probably about a third of a pasty.
The
iconic crimped crust of a pasty isn't there for decoration. Mining
was a dangerous occupation and arsenic poisoning was not unusual.
There were no bathrooms – you couldn't just pop off and wash your
hands before lunch, the miners' hands were ingrained with dirt and
chemicals, arsenic being one of them. The miners held their pasty by
the thick crimped crust to prevent being poisoned. How smart is
that.
Iconic
is the word – a delicious, complete meal in a pastry blanket.
Coming
next – the golden rules for the contents and the making of the
pastry!