Bitch Session & Food Reveiw
This will be short and sweet as I fear my life will end as a result of the shittiest serving of fish n chips I can remember.
We took the kids to Waikuku Beach for the day and decided to sample the local ‘greasies’ which had plastered loud and proud across its decaying front “Famous Fish n Chips”…not sure where they were famous…the River Somme circa 1915? Death Row?
It started out promising when I put in my order for five fish and two scoops of chips. She asked me what kind of fish (Snapper, crumbed, battered etc), and then the chips (normal, straight cut, crinkle, shoestring, beer battered) and then what flavour on the chips even (salt, none, garlic, chicken, lemon and pepper) – I chose stock standard fish, normal chips with lemon and pepper (medium!) for $13.50. Seemed OK…until we opened them out on the grass in the park!
What sat before me looked like it had been combed off the beach in yesterday’s storm. Fish that looked like it had well been dealt to by the recent sewerage dumping off CHCH, chips looking like they suffered the same effects of drought hitting Somalia currently, and the same bloody colour! Eating the newspaper it was wrapped in seemed a larger (!) and more satisfying meal…tasteless, dry, shit.
The local is in the enviable position of being the only General Store/Dairy/Takeaways in the lovely little seaside town of Waikuku Beach, but in no way does this give them the right to serve the cardboard tasting charcoal provided to me. Never again, even after a bender with the boys where a taxi driver drops me in the wrong place with no directions to go and every food source nuked within 20miles.
PiS…I see they had become a finalist in some regional competition for chips. In 2008…I suggest at the risk of breaching the Fair Trading Act they remove this sign immediately.
PiSS…maybe all other greasies have been ruined for me considering we have two of the best fish shops in North Canterbury, if not the country in Victoria Seafood Bar and High St’s Fish Shop.