"We understand if you’re hesitant to say “let’s go get a pasty” out loud. But if you can work out some kind of hand signal situation with your friends, you should head to this tiny pub on Mass Ave that looks like it was directly transported here from Cornwall. Grab a seat in one of their wooden booths and order a beer and a pasty, which turns out to be not a sexual favor but a kind of English empanada filled with everything from bangers and mash to chicken tikka masala." - joel ang, dan secatore
@TheInfatuation
