*This isn’t a full review because I had a turkey pasty.
Maybe kept this in a little too long?
The Milford Baking Company is a lot like other bakeries in that pasties aren’t their top sellers. Most bakeries that have pasties sell them on the side and you have to dig through internet searches to confirm they in fact have pasties.
That’s the case with Milford, as I found them through their Instagram account, which has a pasty post here and there. Their website also has pasties right on the front page and shows its four options: beef, veggie, turkey and breakfast. That’s a step above most bakeries, who usually only care about breads and sweets.
Unfortunately on my visit, they were out of beef pasties, so I can’t give Milford’s pasties a true rating. I thought I’d be able to, but after eating a turkey pasty, I decided against it. Turkey is too different of a flavor and a lean bird. Not the same as beef.
Like most bakeries, this crust was good but not great. It tasted like a pie crust, which wasn’t too surprising. It was flaky and crispy, but it didn’t have a full crimp, though my pasty had a bit of freezer burn and that burned the outer edges when I cooked it at 350 degrees for about an hour.
The most noticeable thing about the pasty was that it was a full pound. It was huge. Overall, the flavor was fine. It may have been the first turkey pasty I’ve had, so I’m not sure what to compare it to.
On the positive, there was a lot of turkey and it passed the ratio test even if there were a lot of carrots. I would’ve liked a tad more flavor and that’s why I think the beef pasty is probably better because it would add fat and in turn enhance the flavor.
This was a good pasty for a bakery, but until I have a beef version, I can’t truly give it a rating.
My grandmother was a Finn and from Hurley Wisconsin and my grandfather from Ironwood. She made some of the best pasties. So I’m well acquainted with what a good pasty should be. I am also from highland which is a neighboring town of Milford. I haven’t had a pasty from the Milford bakery in years but growing up they would have them on Wednesdays. They were pretty darn good too. Not quite as good as my grandmothers (who in turn taught my mother to make them who in turn taught me), but definitely a worthy offering. But a turkey pasty? That’s almost as bad as eating one with gravy!
Haha, it was all they had when I went!