Fish n Taties

He knew all there was to know
About the frying game 
Haddock, cod, skate and ling
All treated just the same.
A deft flick of the wrist to draw
Each piece  through the batter
Then the basket lowered into 
The hot oil’s spit and splatter.
A basket full chips
Placed alongside
For food of the gods
Quickly deep fried.
Well wrapped in clean paper
When the order was complete
Or the wrapping left open
To be eaten on the street.

Salt pepper vinegar
To add to the flavour
Giving a hot meal for 
Any person to savour.
Sits well on top of pints
Calms a stomach down 
Known to all and sundry as
The best chippie in town.
The third generation 
Carrying on from his dad
A point he emphasised
When he ran his local ad.
Proudly above his shop was
Displayed his family name
And they knew all there was
To know about the frying game.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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May 31, 2024 at 3:24 PM
Terry In response to a request from my friend Wen, I am grateful for stumbling upon your page and immersing myself in the delightful poem that celebrates the art and heritage of a family-operated chip shop. The poem eloquently captures the essence of frying various types of fish and chips, showcasing the dedication and mastery required to run a successful establishment. Through carefully chosen words like "deft flick," "spit and splatter," "wrapped in clean paper," and "salt pepper vinegar," the poem paints a vivid picture of the traditional chip shop experience. Additionally, the inclusion of specific fish names such as haddock, cod, skate, and ling lends an air of authenticity to the narrative.
Ireland Avatar
June 5, 2024 at 7:09 AM
Thanks very much. Sadly these days it is becoming too expensive to be enjoyed very often.
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May 29, 2024 at 11:47 AM
Brilliant Terry!! I understand the importance of a good local chippy in the UK and the generational Chippy. Great Title also.....Debx
Ireland Avatar
June 5, 2024 at 7:11 AM
Thanks Deb. I remember the days when it nicely finished off a night pf 14 pints. Oh to be young again.
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