Fish n chips is a real Friday thing. I loved Fridays at home because I knew my Mam would have picked up a lovely bit of whiting in Burke's fish shop, to put on the side of a lovingly made heap of home-made chips and coleslaw. Yum.. so good. We've found a place in Vancouver that does a not half bad fish n chips, where we went this evening for dinner. It felt a bit weird eating them on a Saturday, but I quickly got over it.
The fish n chips are still a mere shadow of the Mammy's though :)