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If you didn’t know by now, I’m British. I was raised on fish chips—well, every Friday at least. Well, once a month. But, the point is I had it A LOT. You may not go as far as saying I’m a connoisseur on fish chips, but I would. This place knocked by British socks off. The service was friendly and fast, but the food, my dear friend, the food. We had pulpo bravas, the standard fish chips, and the artichokes. It was all SO GOOD! If you can’t afford the flight to the U.K., which I definitely can’t anymore, cheers RyanAir, then this is the next best thing. Grab your Spanish spin on British fish chips that’s all things right with every bite. Someone hire me as a writer, sheesh.