Archive for the ‘Fish and Chips’ Tag

The Driftwood Beach Bar, Sandown, Isle of Wight   Leave a comment

 

Pub #2149 and Fish & Chips #187:

Lunchtime and the tide was rolling in at Sandown where the day’s walk was considered a success because I found one of the elusive Edward VIII Postboxes.  We needed a break, anyway, and what could be better than a beach bar for fish and chips?  (Hint: the answer is, “nothing could, sir.”)  The Driftwood was also near a bus stop back to Ryde, and so it was to be our venue.

 

 

The sun kills, but the indoor seating just didn’t seem right.  I got a bottle of pinot and ordered the treats while Jackie scrounged for, and found, a table in the shade.  After the overindulgence of the day before, this was a relatively light lunch (a concept our bar compatriots might want to consider).

Fish and chips always tastes better by the sea, even when eaten off a plate like some sort of posh git.  I think it has to do with fighting off the gulls which brazenly attack given a moment’s loss of focus.  Highlight of this stop was watching one swoop on a little girl and snatch a chip from her fingers about 6 inches away from her mouth.  Fun.

 

 

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Off The Hook, Kidlington, Oxfordshire   Leave a comment

 

Last Thursday was another unseasonably warm and sunny one in Oxford so I headed up the canal path for a bit of a run.  The podcast I was listening to ended at about 40 minutes and I took the first road thereafter into Kidlington to find some nourishment and a bus back to the labs.  The piece of cod from Off The Hook with just a little more than a splash of vinegar and no additional salt was precisely the right answer to the quick lunch question.  Yum.

 

Posted May 21, 2018 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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Family Cafe, Southend, Essex   2 comments

 

I left the Last Post planning on fish and chips by the beach but just outside the pub I spotted a pie & mash shop and opted, instead, for a small order of stewed eels with mash and liquor.  Reasonably certain this was a healthier choice, it also fortified me against the shitty weather.  I can’t believe this is not the nation’s choice for favourite street food.  I could have it daily if it was more available.

 

Posted May 5, 2018 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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Chigwell Fish Bar, Chigwell, Essex   1 comment

The Chigwell Fish Bar was the third one I’d asked, “how long for a piece of cod?” over the course of the previous 10 miles but, while 7 minutes was the shortest answer so far, I wasn’t prepared to wait (especially for a £7 slice of fish).  I thanked him, anyway, and started to leave.  He waved a fryer utensil toward the display case.

“5 pieces of cod bites and chips for £5, ready now.”  Sold.  These pieces, on aggregate, were as big as a medium piece and quite delicious.  And, the chips were marvelous.  This was everything I would need for the final few miles.  Well, these and a beer….

 

 

Posted December 6, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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Station Fish Bar, West Ham, London   1 comment

 

This may not have ACTUALLY been as good as it seemed, but I could easily have eaten three of the large portions of cod at the Station Fish Bar.  Tasty and cooked to perfection, I’m sure I’ll give it another try when I’m less biased (and, possibly, less drunk).

I have to get back into the habit of eating during these long runs…after this bit of fat/carb/protein/salts I was like a new man.  Granted, one built in a shoddy factory, but new.

 

 

Posted December 4, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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Smarts, Witney, Oxfordshire   Leave a comment

 

Ah, lunch in Witney at the bus stop, waiting with the old age pensioners and mental patients for a bus toward Oxford, in Autumn, after a long run, and a pint at the Eagle Tavern.  Life doesn’t get much better than this.  And, the fish from Smart’s Takeaway was good, too.  I must be doing something right with my life.

 

Posted November 2, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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Fisherman’s Hut, Shepherd’s Bush, London   1 comment

“Small cod, please,” I request although the smallest on the menu the Fisherman’s Hut is “medium,” knowing that I’ll get the same piece if I ask for medium but will pay £1.50 more for it.
“Small fish and chips, yes, okay.”
“No, no chips. Just the fish.” He frowns at the failed upsale.

“Salt and vinegar?” I just want the vinegar but it is easier to just nod. He covers the fish in a desiccating layer of salt then shakes the vinegar so that no more than three droplets hit. He starts to wrap.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. More vinegar, please?”

“More?” he replies incredulously.
“You know, to cut the fat. And, also enough to taste.” He puts a second layer of salt on while I try to interrupt, “no no no…no more salt.” Looking at the white mound, “for fuck’s sake.” He wipes down the fish with some napkins that come off with a greasy paste of salty fat.  Yum.

“Vinegar?”
“Yes. Please.” He squirts a tiny stream.

“Can you wrap that open?” He nods yes then double wraps it,closed, and puts it in a bag.

I thank him, take it out of the bag, un- and re-wrap it open at one end and ask if I can borrow the vinegar shaker. He puts both salt and vinegar on the counter. I push the salt away and flood the fishy pillowcase with vinegar and walk down the road leaving an oil-acetate spoor.

 

 

Posted October 7, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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