Hello London, how I’ve missed you so. I think of you longingly and count the moments until we can be together again. Thankfully, the crew at Brit & Chips are here to help temporarily ease the distance between us.
An immediate smile comes across my face as I enter this perfect representation of a London Chippy. The familiar layout, white tiles, and slender stools quickly turn a five-minute drive into a journey across the pond, for my much needed British fix.
The team is dressed up sharply in white shirts, black bow-ties, and the cutest driving caps. Their wide smiles tell me that they have become used to seeing people do a double take upon entering.
Excitedly, I sit down and scan the area ready to relive some English memories. Repeat visits are quickly scheduled in my mental calendar to fully appreciate each classic dish listed on the chalk board menus above the kitchen (oh, the sacrifices I make for food 
). With fork in hand, I sit poised to begin, one bite at a time.
Tandoori popcorn shrimp makes its way over and is placed on the slender counter before me. Crunchy and flawlessly seasoned, the Indian spices gently nudge my delighted taste buds. The flavours unfold in waves, each just moments after the other. Ooh, this is good.
The Steak and Ale pie arrives quietly and more than makes up for its plain to the eye appearance with an outstandingly deep flavour. Delicious shredded meat, cooked up with onions and ale are hiding in an amazing flaky crust. Yeah, this is really good.
I continue on, savouring the experience with the one true test for any Chippy, the Fish & Chips. The golden crunchy batter snaps perfectly under my fork revealing the meatiest and juiciest fish. It’s simply delightful. The fries, oh the fries! Cooked in sunflower oil they are both crispy and light in colour (the way they are truly meant to be).
As I turn around I notice it peacefully resting on the counter, a bottle of malt vinegar. Malt Vinegar! I’m filled with delight as I pour it over the ‘chips’. Bite after bite I enjoy a perfectly scrumptious happy moment.
Being full doesn’t always mean it’s time to stop eating, specifically when an item on the menu reads ‘Deep Fried Whatever’. I’m told that ‘whatever’ can range from various chocolate bars to local favourites like May Wests. Today I’m in luck, I’m getting a Snickers Bar. Melted sweet goodness wrapped up in a crunchy batter has me laughing the whole time as I think about how wonderfully crazy this experience is!
London, we will be together soon. Until then you can find me at Brit & Chips.
As always, I can eat…
EatalianGirl
