Archive for the ‘Fish and Chips’ Tag

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.

“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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WP Fish X Chips, Acton, London   Leave a comment


The lunch special at MP Fish X Chips is cod bites and chips for 5 quid. I expected smaller bits and less fish overall so the large portions were a nice surprise. On the other hand, the place caters to yuppie tastes so the oil they used was a healthy alternative to beef drippings making for a most bland meal. Not worth a detour, but at least you could fill up.


Posted August 25, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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Optimist, Upminster, Essex   Leave a comment


Why is this pub called the Optimist? I hoped the fish and chips would be edible but I didn’t expect them to be good (which, it turned out, they were). By the time my food arrived my glass was half empty (see what I did there?), and I was convinced one of these obese fellows creaking around the grounds was going to have a heart attack at any moment. I just wasn’t getting into the spirit of the pub name.



I finished my lunch and headed out. I needed to cross the road to rejoin the trail and was dashing toward it when I heard the clip-clop of the horse-drawn hearse, stopped at the kerb, and removed my cap until the entire cortege had passed. I hope the passenger deserved this minimal show of respect but I bet he was a complete and utter bastard. Crypt half full, and all that.

Loads of ale (and more guests to come), cheap (my meal and drink was about £7.50), and it was where I was when I got hungry and thirsty.  Not much to complain about, for sure.



Halalhalal Fish & Kebabs, Morden, London   1 comment


On my way to the park in Morden, I stopped for some nourishment in the form of a ‘small’ cod at the Halalhalal Fish & Kebabs.  Remarkably good stuff — firm, perfectly steamed within the tasty batter, and neither too salty nor oily.  Well done.  Perfect for a rainy day out.  Might be found by looking up “Morden Fish & Kebabs,” but I was going by the sign.


Posted May 22, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Fish and Chips, Food

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