Fish & Chips from Tiny English Shops

Had the most amazing fish and chips for lunch the other day. We didn't let the dear Aunt E cook and thought we'd just pack fish and chips for all of us. Honestly, I'd have loved to taste her food. From all accounts, she is a superb cook. But she lives alone and is getting on in the years. We really shouldn't let her do that. She used to have such a beautiful garden of plums, strawberries and tomatoes till she grew older and the arthritis hurt too much to keep her garden in pristine condition.

It was just a little shop by the train station in a little town out of London. We weren't expecting anything. But those huge slabs of fish turned out awesome. I thought it really cool that there were a couple of choices for fish. We had cod, plaice and haddock. The chips too- real potatoes and and properly fried.

What an unexpected surprise find! We didn't bother with ketchup for the fish. Aunt E sliced fresh tomatoes for us. I squealed at the Lingham's chilli sauce and sea salt that she thoughtfully brought out for us. The sweet chilli went swimmingly with fish.