But where to begin? Surely we must break this erstwhile literary drought with a post about food. I believe we may have found the holy grail of fish and chipperies. As you may or may not care less, M and I are constantly on the lookout for a local fish and chips that is in anyways half decent!! It has been a long, arduous and ultimately fruitless quest until now. And the best part of it is its just round the corner!! So sundry chips and batter don't arrive a-table all soggy with crispness motioned away on the car ride home.
And where exactly are we talking about? Well Ebi on Essex Street. John who runs the joint looks like an escaped convict or a villain out of a Jean-Pierre Jeunet movie. But he's sweet as green tea custard pie. M had already checked the joint out for lunch and was his usual effusive self, which meant that even the gravel on the footpath outside was somehow remarkable by association. Anyhoo, he was raving about the Vegie Balls which were good enough to turn you vego:
They also have crab balls on the menu. But I gather these are popular and sell out pretty early in the day. M ordered the Squid and I went for fish.
M's Crispy Fried Squid
Perfectly cooked Fish and Chips
He has plans for a sake bar which would suit us just fine. We can get obnoxiously tanked and simply stumble home on foot.