The best fish and chips were the ones I had as a child when they used to wrap them in newspaper. They’ve never tasted the same since they put them in a polystyrene box 😂😂😂
Fab post ! It really brought back memories when I was a child and used to go with my dad to the chip shop and read the newspapers and listen to everyone else order ! I also love the fact that the fish and chip shops have got so inventive with thier names we went to Paignton and some of their fish and chip shops had some fabulous names!!
I've always loved Fish & Chips, and I try them everywhere I go. I had a favorite place in San Diego, CA in the San Diego Bay area which closed several years ago. It was the best. I haven't found any place that compares. I've found many that are good, but my taste buds will always remember Anthony's Fishette. I've never been to the UK, but if/when I do, that will be the first food I track down.
I have lovely memories of doing the shopping with my mum after school on a Friday (having to pull her tartan trolley behind me, with the fear of meeting any school friends 🤣) and having fish and chips inside Mickey’s Fish Bar - this was an exceptional treat.
The best fish and chip shop I have been to n London is The Seashell in Lisson Grove near Edgware Road. Yummy 😋
I love #4 and#7. That’s so sweet you and your husband were soulmates from the beginning. Now about the standing in a line. Most of us Americans are too impatient and waiting in line is not something we do well 😃🧡
Had to laugh at this, I’m a vegetarian 99.9% of the time but when I go to Whitby I cannot resist a trip to The Magpie for haddock, chips and mushy peas. In Mirfield we also have a brilliant new chippy, Mirfield Fisheries. Other than that I don’t eat them. I know what you mean about moving house and having fish and chips at the end of an exhausting day, my kids say I’m a gypsy, I’ve moved so many times. Chips with curry sauce after a long walk following my beautiful mothers funeral were my one solace, she loved fish and chips and during wartime, when they were scarce she queued up for ages just to get her hands on some if they heard the chippy had fish. 😊 xxx
Loved fish and chips out of newspapers with plenty of salt and vinegar sitting outside on a wall when I was at my grandmother's lovely memories. One of my favourite chipshops is the Magpie in Bridlington .You've made my mouth water and I could eat some now but will have to make do with salmon .Think you could write a book about fish and chip shops you make them sound so interesting 😘
Fish and chips have memories attached for all, don't they?
We had this local fish and chip shop which I remember us queueing at. The smell!
Then for some reason we started going to another, in the opposite direction. Owned by Stella, one of my Pops' patients. She was funny. A feisty Greek lady with her family run business! Great food, too! We were always treated to extra because she loved her dentist(Pops!)
Uni brought a reprieve, where kebab shops were brought to.our attention. I'd never experienced them, until student days!
Then after marriage, I've sampled Kent's finest, including an award winning one, The Reliance Fish Shop in Gravesend. Pukka food!
I was never a fish eater, so it was always chicken and chips for me.
Still is, though Lil Princess and Hubby Dearest love them. I do sometimes nibble a little fish. I like the batter!
My chain smoking, beer drinking scary nan had a corner shop in Bristol and as a schoolgirl I had a Saturday job either delivering groceries, a bit like Ocado but without a van, or I sliced ham and bacon on the lethal meat slicing machine. Health and safety wasn’t high up on my Nan’s list of priorities!
At lunchtime she shut shop and we either went to the working man’s club for a pie and a pint of bitter for her and a Ribena and lemonade for me, or I was sent to the local chippie to buy fish and chips with pickled onions from the big jar on the counter.
There was always a queue and the windows were always steamed up. The smell of frying chips made my mouth water and I was impatient to get my two portions of cod snd chips wrapped in paper to tuck into my coat to keep them warm and run back to the shop where we ate them with a stack of Mother’s Pride and butter on the bread sorting table at the back of the shop. Happy memories!
The best fish and chips were the ones I had as a child when they used to wrap them in newspaper. They’ve never tasted the same since they put them in a polystyrene box 😂😂😂
Fab post ! It really brought back memories when I was a child and used to go with my dad to the chip shop and read the newspapers and listen to everyone else order ! I also love the fact that the fish and chip shops have got so inventive with thier names we went to Paignton and some of their fish and chip shops had some fabulous names!!
I've always loved Fish & Chips, and I try them everywhere I go. I had a favorite place in San Diego, CA in the San Diego Bay area which closed several years ago. It was the best. I haven't found any place that compares. I've found many that are good, but my taste buds will always remember Anthony's Fishette. I've never been to the UK, but if/when I do, that will be the first food I track down.
You are making me feel so hungry 😆
I have lovely memories of doing the shopping with my mum after school on a Friday (having to pull her tartan trolley behind me, with the fear of meeting any school friends 🤣) and having fish and chips inside Mickey’s Fish Bar - this was an exceptional treat.
The best fish and chip shop I have been to n London is The Seashell in Lisson Grove near Edgware Road. Yummy 😋
I love #4 and#7. That’s so sweet you and your husband were soulmates from the beginning. Now about the standing in a line. Most of us Americans are too impatient and waiting in line is not something we do well 😃🧡
Had to laugh at this, I’m a vegetarian 99.9% of the time but when I go to Whitby I cannot resist a trip to The Magpie for haddock, chips and mushy peas. In Mirfield we also have a brilliant new chippy, Mirfield Fisheries. Other than that I don’t eat them. I know what you mean about moving house and having fish and chips at the end of an exhausting day, my kids say I’m a gypsy, I’ve moved so many times. Chips with curry sauce after a long walk following my beautiful mothers funeral were my one solace, she loved fish and chips and during wartime, when they were scarce she queued up for ages just to get her hands on some if they heard the chippy had fish. 😊 xxx
Loved fish and chips out of newspapers with plenty of salt and vinegar sitting outside on a wall when I was at my grandmother's lovely memories. One of my favourite chipshops is the Magpie in Bridlington .You've made my mouth water and I could eat some now but will have to make do with salmon .Think you could write a book about fish and chip shops you make them sound so interesting 😘
Fish and chips have memories attached for all, don't they?
We had this local fish and chip shop which I remember us queueing at. The smell!
Then for some reason we started going to another, in the opposite direction. Owned by Stella, one of my Pops' patients. She was funny. A feisty Greek lady with her family run business! Great food, too! We were always treated to extra because she loved her dentist(Pops!)
Uni brought a reprieve, where kebab shops were brought to.our attention. I'd never experienced them, until student days!
Then after marriage, I've sampled Kent's finest, including an award winning one, The Reliance Fish Shop in Gravesend. Pukka food!
I was never a fish eater, so it was always chicken and chips for me.
Still is, though Lil Princess and Hubby Dearest love them. I do sometimes nibble a little fish. I like the batter!
Can't beat the chippy chips, either!
My chain smoking, beer drinking scary nan had a corner shop in Bristol and as a schoolgirl I had a Saturday job either delivering groceries, a bit like Ocado but without a van, or I sliced ham and bacon on the lethal meat slicing machine. Health and safety wasn’t high up on my Nan’s list of priorities!
At lunchtime she shut shop and we either went to the working man’s club for a pie and a pint of bitter for her and a Ribena and lemonade for me, or I was sent to the local chippie to buy fish and chips with pickled onions from the big jar on the counter.
There was always a queue and the windows were always steamed up. The smell of frying chips made my mouth water and I was impatient to get my two portions of cod snd chips wrapped in paper to tuck into my coat to keep them warm and run back to the shop where we ate them with a stack of Mother’s Pride and butter on the bread sorting table at the back of the shop. Happy memories!