"The King could walk into The Fryer’s Delight hankering after saveloy and chips, and Amal Clooney could walk in with her husband nagging for scampi, and you’d all still end up getting the same handful of tartare sauce packets. That’s just the kind of place this no-nonsense chippy in Bloomsbury is. The booths and red formica tables are a bit of a London icon, and the fish and chips aren’t bad either. Few things are as comforting as a chip butty and a cup of builders, and this is a solid place for both." - Jake Oliver, Rianne Shlebak
@TheInfatuation
