A little bit of Phoenix/Tempe followed me here. People try and use hot pockets as an analogy for what a cornish pasty is... and they should just stop that. It doesn't compare to anything else, it doesn't taste like anything else, and you won't understand it until you eat it. The dish cornish pasty has a history, that I can't remember otherwise I would tell you so go on a wiki spiral about it one night when you have insomnia. Anyway, the traditional pastry has a wide selection of Brit fillings... and super creative fillings pulling flavors from other cultures.. like vindaloo and tikka masala. I love the rosemary steak. There are sides like curried potatoes, oven chips we like to dump garlic and jalapeno over, and broccoli and cauliflower cheese bake. Everything here tastes great, the menu is idiot proof. The beer selection is good, the music is good. The location is in some sketchy post-Korean town shopping area that has gone downhill and some businesses are hanging in there or trying to revive it, I'm not sure. I just know the main Korean establishments are sprinkled through Chinatown and not in that complex off Sahara anymore. I keep going on tangents. You don't know what a cornish pasty is until you eat one. Go eat one.