How ya chewing, guvnor?

Perhaps because of its' former working-class roots, I've seen several fish and chips places along Queen St. East. Established in 1930, Reliable Fish and Chips was (recently) no more except for the signage. There was also B&B Fish and Chips but it doesn't seem to open at this time. But on my various walks, I have seen a tiny shop called British-Style Fish and Chips at the corner of Coxwell Ave and Dundas St. East.

On Wednesday, I stepped inside and chose a cod and chips ($10.99). During my visit, the business received several regulars and phone orders. Overall, I was disappointed with my lunch. First, from the name, I was expecting my meal to come wrapped in newspaper (or a reasonable facsimile). Aesthetics aside, the fish was all right with a crispy batter. But the thick-cut fries, prepared ahead in a big batch, was soft and crumbly. I added salt, ketchup, and vinegar but it was a bland offering.

I headed south to Queen St. because previously on my way to the History venue, I saw a small bakery shop on the corner. At Dulcinella, there were several cake slices and other sweets to try. As I was already full of carbs, I opted for a single profiterole ($3.50). I made my way to Orchard Park and had a bite. It was also middling at best (the dessert not the park).

Heading home along Rhodes, I came across the tiniest houses and a Buddhist temple. At Gerrard, young folks enjoyed lunch on the patio of Black Pony. Meanwhile, across the street at Rhodes United Church, older people were lining up for the food bank. This wasn't the first time I've seen this played out in a gentrifying neighbourhood.