Very interesting. My mum was a great crimper and I used to ask her to teach me. However, her fingers flew and she couldn't slow down. Yes, the sweet end and the savoury end I knew about. Mum used a dinner plate to cut out the size of her pasties. Never known anyone to eat an entire pastie in a single sitting. As kids, we were permitted to choose which pastie we wanted, ate some for dinner (until we could not eat another crumb), and took the remainder to school for lunch the next day. We loved them hot or cold. My father took these pasties to his workplace and sold them with the money going to the church we attended. Then the men put in "orders" and my mother was flat out making pasties for days on end. Every bench, table and flat surface were covered in pasties and teatowels were spread over them all. No flies on my mum's pasties!!! lol
The smell in the kitchen was amazing and we knew before we even entered the kitchen, what was to be our meal for the night.
To be able to choose the biggest we could find, was a privilege not often offered at our meal table. All pastry was, of course, home made as well. Great memory. The mincer was attached to the bench and a large dish set beneath it, the size of a washing dish. lol
