Fish & Chips… a love affair!
The first few mouthfuls of fish and Chips out of paper on a sunny beach, are divine. No fancy restaurant in the world compares with looking at the sea pounding on pebbles with the cry of seagulls and the salty smell of sea air and chips.
Five mouthfuls on and it feels like a great boulder is lodged in your stomach, while your grease lined mouth means that the fish and chips are sliding down like kids on a swimming pool chute, so you eat more and faster than you intended.
Gulls start swooping and landing closer and closer until they are eyeing you menacingly and pecking your ankles. You chuck bits of fish and chips as far away as possible to try to get them to leave you alone.
Passing holidaymakers mutter darkly about the stupidity of feeding the gulls, while said gulls call all their mates. who stalk you as you hurry to the nearest litter bin and throw the rest away. Gulls scream to each other and start fighting and you walk away wishing you had never bothered in the first place.
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Alison said,
October 19th, 2007 @ 6:36 pm
Ah - fish and chips! That takes me back…I’m a born and bred Aussie but my folks are die-hard Brits, so I grew up on a diet of chip-butties. And while the other kids at school cajoled me out of pronouncing words like ‘vitamin’ and ‘beetroot’ the Brit way, chip-butties are something I’ll always hang onto….!!
Bettina said,
October 22nd, 2007 @ 10:04 am
Can’t go past fish and chips… unless… of course, you are French. The first time my partner, Guillaume, tried some good old British fish and chips (with mushy peas) was in a London apartment with my brother and friends from Austria and Mexico (both had spent extensive time in the UK and Australia). An expression of distain permanently stamped onto his face, he watched in shock as the rest of us devoured the greasy snack. The next morning he was still sulking, his faith in our tastes forever compromised, and feeling betrayed like a cat thrown into a puddle. Pfft!
Always Travelling » Brits and their chip-butties said,
October 26th, 2007 @ 11:30 am
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