Fish and Chips and Fish and Chips
So another year has passed! No entries, no exciting stories - what a change from normal! So after years of promises, I'll at least post some pleasant memories about my favourite experiences with one of my favourite meals - good ol' Fish and Chips. This tale goes back to 2011, and a lovely spring visit to England. The weather was better than usual, warm and sunny and perfect for walks and simply relaxing outdoors. I'm fortunate to have friends and family in England, so I was able to use a railpass and enjoy some pleasant jaunts here and there while catching up with visits. The best fish and chips I've ever had? Well, right here in Broughton, just outside Milton Keynes. They were winners in an annual chippy competition a few years back, and the food was just brilliant.
Yay, I got to pose for a pic with the staff! But the star of the show was definitely the order I got to takeaway. As great as they were, however, I found myself a few days later facing an order of chips that were simply the best I had ever tasted. A long way from anywhere, the Black Eagle Pub on Factory Road in Birmingham offered a specialty to patrons dropping in for a pint of Timothy Taylor Landlord or Bathams Bitter: a superb Hot Pork Sandwich. But the Chips....Yikes! Every bite an explosion of potatoey perfection!
So that brings us to the Fish. The single best, tastiest fish I've ever encountered! It came from the Black Country Museum near Birmingham, a brilliant recreation of an old-style chip shop. There it is below! I hope this link to YouTube brings up a proper video clip!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uSGvVlZz8Y
NEXT: The Delights of Dubrovnik!
5 comments:
Nothing like fish and chips Greg. But remember the Aunt Bessie Yorkshire pudding you had in Arley after a glorious ride on the Severn Valley Railway? Just discovered your blog spot - love the concept of just celebrating life. Keep it going!
Lovely to hear from you! Welcome! I will always remember that wonderful day.
Glad you picked it up. We went to Murren last year on a super train journey from London ending up on Lake Maggiore in Italy. Incidentally did you see the Toblerone bicycle rack in Murren?
Sorry to be so long in replying. Yes, I know the Toblerone bicycle rack well! Isn't Mürren wonderful?
Hi,me again. Just found your reply, 2 years on - good grief. I seem permanenenly at war with computers at the moment,so amazed I got back to yr blog.Yes,loved Murren,extraordinary place.Ate fab raclette in restaurant on edge of mountain while watching hang gliders.Just come back from island of Brac opposite Split which is possibly my favourite city.Cherries were £2 a kilo!! We gorged ourselves!
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