First stop on my attempt to eat regional food in each state, and if you're doing Upper Peninsula, your choices are some sort of smoked fish, or Pasties.

So I got a pasty! The lady who made them was very nice and honestly was a much better experience than the pasty. Pretty bland, to my hot-sauce burned tongue, and really heavily focused on the potato part of the recipe. Listen, I don't hate potatoes. As long as you cut them in strips, fry the hell out of them, and give me malt vinegar and ketchup. Otherwise, you can keep that goddamn vegetable you hear me??