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The Nostalgic Tale of Fish and Chips

Suzanne

A week wouldn’t go past without the word Fish and it’s lips licking companion Chips being uttered by me or someone else I’m conversing with. All stories about this delicacy should always be taken with a pinch of salt. Because when you’re in the thick of it, short and tall stories are bound between a fine line of fantasy and reality.

How big was that fish that you caught, and how many years ago? What is it about having fish that brings out the hunter-gatherer in us humans and the tales that go with it?

You know how it goes, we nod, we listen while stuffing our face with fat, carbohydrates and a decent amount of protein dripping in tomato sauce, all of which is, I am sure, part of our DNA if you’re a kiwi (whoops, New Zealander).

Food honestly does knit our past with our present. Don’t you think?

My childhood memories involve weekly tucking into, or I should say ripping, layers of newspaper in the hope of not burning my fingers on the fast-approaching steam to finally grabbing a chip before the fish. Memories include sand between my toes and sticky fanta down my top, leaving the beach salty-haired and satiated.

Teenage first dates were made up of takeaways and romantic tales from sitting on damp sand and greasy marks on your jeans.

It’s nearly time to ponder what we will have for dinner. Perhaps fish? Why not.  I might leave out the chips and have salad? I no longer have a fast metabolism, and the weather is warming. So, fish and salad it is, as fish and chips are best eaten on a sandy beach, being serenaded by annoying seagulls.

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23 thoughts on “The Nostalgic Tale of Fish and Chips”

  2. My husband is a big Fish & Chips fan and has ordered it often when we’ve traveled. I’m happy to say that our favorite by far is the specialty of a little hole-in-the-wall not too far from our house. One of these days, I hope to try a New Zealand version (although ours comes with tartar sauce, not tomato sauce).

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    1. A girl after my own heart regarding the dolloping of tartar sauce instead of tomato. I think more NZers use tomato sauce. Yes, you both need a trip down here, our fish and chips, I say with no bias at all, are the best. I enjoy them more after a long walk on the beach.

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    1. Noted and I’ve yet to visit Canada. We don’t have cod in our waters up here, not cold enough. Down in the depths of the Sth Island is where you can eat a good feed of cod n chips.

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    1. Of course, it cuts it having a salad 😉 It was written not solely mentioning my tastes, a combination of people I know. I’m in favor of tartare on fish. Fizzy drinks were a treat at birthdays until we earned pocket money as teenagers.
      I’ve been laid up with a nasty head cold, with time on my hands, hence this post. A bit of light relief.

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