Posted: Sun 02 Feb, 2014 2:14 pm
Perhaps Lancastrians can't tell the difference?
History culture and architecture in Leeds
|Perhaps Lancastrians can't tell the difference?|
|My dad was a Wiganer or pie eater. He used to talk about been a lad and having chips, scratchings and pea wet, pea wet was the liquid on top of the mushy peas, another Wigan gastronomic delight like the famous Wigan kebab:-) |
Or the pie barm
|The most exotic the fish and chips got was salt and vinegar back in the olden days none of this mushy peas malarkey or gravy in fact nothing moist at all this is more your seventies and eighties |
And once you've left the hallowed city try asking for once and fish and BBC blank looks
|Thought it about time to put my two pennorth in. |
My family moved to Marshall St in 1964, in fact it was my Mum and Dad that had the Chippy in the middle. Keir`s Fisheries, for those that might remember. The other chippy at the bottom of the street was long gone by then. It used to be run by two elderly sisters and was I believe the last coal fired range in Leeds if not Yorkshire. - No knowledge of the fellow with the fag ash mentioned earlier.
Liits spoke of my Mum and Dad`s chippie with a bit of a sneer.Commenting on "crinkle cut chips and small fish"
By way of explanation, our customers preferred the chips crinkle cut although we also had straight cutters in the chipper as well if wanted. Plenty of places to go and get oversized undercooked chips or French Fries if these are your idea of chip perfection.
As for the fish.. All portions were weighed. As were Coe`s and many others and believe it or not all the local chippy owners got on fine, any time anyone ran out of fish or spuds greaseproof or newspaper, the others would make sure you got supplied until you could make up the stock again.
And we all did the same weight fish portions, apart from when we sold frozen.........which is coarser looser older fish. Cheaper by weight, but then tonic water is cheaper than beer by weight and volume.
The smaller portions would be the fresh fish, brought straight from the docks that morning, Hull Aberdeen and Grimsby were the usual ones. Not Frozen unless the weather stopped the trawlers going out or getting back to port, or the fishermen were on strike. " Cod Wars did not help either.
The fish purchase was negotiated the night before, when the merchants knew what was coming in, the size of the catch and the cost per stone. We never bought cod. Dogfish.
Haddock came topped and tailed so all had to be skinned and filleted.
Some late springs all the adult fish stocks were overfished, usually by foreign freezer trawlers sneaking in the 12 mile zone, so we had to resort to "counts". all that the boats could bring in. These were very young haddock, very tender fresh tasting and difficult to handle, often 2,3, sometimes 4 pieces laid together to make one fish portion.
Everything was fried as it should be, at the right temperature and in beef dripping.
Too often now you find a chippie, no fish ready so cooked to order, oil instead of fat and just hot side of warm, fish is battered and dropped in THEN gas is turned up......So the fish is boiled not fried and the batter is a mess.
We got regular dinner orders phoned in from Barnbow, Charles H Roe, Treats Ice Cream, and others. I have to assume they were all happy enough with the portion sizes and crinkle cut chips when as we hear, oversized portions with soggy batter is so readily available locally as well.
I suppose every eaterie has clientelle ranging from gourmet to glutton and whatever ours were I am proud my Mum and Dad`s reputation for good fish and chips.
Oh, and to correct an earlier post, it was a Morris Oxford not a Standard Eight, His name was Ronnie, not Brian
RIP Keir`s Fisheries, 1964 to 1994
|i got this idea from someones flippant remark on the lost pubs thread and thought why not! i shall begin this thread with:J T BISHOP,the eight shops,gipton,it was later taken over by his daughter audrey and her husband alan,audrey was a real charachter,the best chips ever,but the fish were a bit small.it was always open late too,and the queue was always down the road.the fish cakes were real yorkshire ones,not like the breaded rubbish you get down this way.saturday lunch i was sent for twice and fish cake and chips 3 times and a bottle of scotts pop,plus five buns from rigg's the bakers next door...all gone now.|