My Beloved Brit is very particular about his Fish and Chips. Once we’ve searched it out in any area we visit, the first question as he gazes at the menu is “Is it Cod?” If not, it’s just not the same thing.
When we met his cousins in Cornwall and went to the historic seaport of Fowey, we stopped for lunch. They had the puffiest, biggest center cut pieces of cod, along with spectacular mushy peas (you don’t want to know) and of course chips (fries to us yanks). His cousins looked in horror as I opened the puffed golden fried batter and ate the white moist fish out of the center. It was fabulous, but honestly, they just couldn’t see the point.
And yes, Go Fish has lovely cod for their fish and chips, and the friendly British accents to go with it.