In the 19th century, tin miners ate these handheld pies and left their crusts to appease mischievous, mine-dwelling spirits.

This summery parfait has mingled with British royals and literary elites.

Once steamed in shirt sleeves and pant legs, this sweet roll took on the nickname “dead man's leg.”

Eating these unpredictable tapas is a game of spicy-pepper roulette.

These holiday cakes link Christmas to the Norse god of lightning.