I haven't had them in ages, not since 2019 if I'm not mistaken (scary how this pandemic postponed things), but this is what I had for this year's Good Friday: fish and chips. A personal tradition since I have been living in this country. Ordered from the local chips shop, the best around here, via an app. The app is of course used for safety reasons due to the pandemic, otherwise we'd ordered them directly at the till. There were many more chips, which I shared with my vegetarian wife. She had hers with a veggie burger, my boy had a fishcake, but I had the real deal. I am a very happy man, even though right now I'm stinking of grease and cod.
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Yum! Now I'm craving fish 'n chips too.
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