I fell in love with pasties while in england. CPC is a little yuppified -- real pasties are served from street vendors or behind a counter to travelers about to get on a train or walk down the street. I had a chicken-pot-pie pasty and it was delicious.
I don't think I'll eat in again, but only order to go because the PLACE WAS LOUD! Heavy metal music played loud enough that people had to shout. The din was harsh and loud enough that I was itching just to get the hell out and away from the noise. Forget desert. Just get the hell out.