The Fish and Chip Shop

Friday nights are generally Fish and Chip night. Tonight was somewhat different in that Ethan had a school dance, so he and Anth went to the local high school for the kids. Anth worked in the Canteen, and Ethan got to play and dance with other kids he goes to school with. They run around and enjoy themselves, so its a good night for them. Hopefully he'll get a sleep in tomorrow so that he doesn't get too cranky.

Because Anth and Ethan were out of the house, that left me, Aidan and the Appendage to go and get dinner. We normally get our Fish and Chips from a little Cafe in one of the local suburbs called Captain Delicious. They're really friendly, and as Aidan always rushes in yelling "Hello, Hello" regardless of how many people are there, they definitely know who we are. We always order the same thing too:

1 piece battered cod.
1 minimum chips
4 potato scallops
8 sea
scallops
1 steak sandwich with the lot, but no bacon

Now, when I ring this order in from home, Linda, who often answers will always say "I know who this is!" when she either here's Aidan yelling in the background, or with the steak sandwich order (which is Anth's). Routine is a wonderful thing, isn't it!

I still reckon the best Fish and Chips you can get are in Melbourne. I've never fully grown accustomed to the Queensland versions, although the amount of seafood you can get up here is significantly more varied. Still, I miss a nice piece of battered flake done the Greek way.

Ciao for Now, Fishy Angry Dad.