The thing I love about the online coeliac community is that it throws up all sorts of marvellous recommendations for treats that just don’t rank in the google results. Oliver’s was one of those recommendations. I normally have to wait for my trips oop north to see the in laws for fish and chips, so couldn’t wait to try something closer to home, albeit still in the North (of London).
Now, of course you want me to cut to the chase and tell you about the batter, but I am practicing the art of patience at the moment so that I can savour these tasty moments; so treated this visit like a mini pilgrimage. In fact the stars had aligned to initiate this voyage- the GEH was away, I needed to get a long training walk in (for the Shine marathon) and this will be my last Wednesday in the city for a while. It seemed like fate! I decided to walk to Chalk Farm from the city to build up an appetite.
Like a true pilgrim I encountered many hardships along my route- if you count the drunks and scallies of Camden as hardships! I wasn’t the only worshipper at the altar of Oliver’s on this night- they only serve GF on Wednesdays and it seemed everyone in the queue at the modern-chic chippy was ordering the without wheat option. You have to be in the know, as the order of service makes no reference to GF, but I believe you can choose from any of their battered dishes, or their healthier grilled alternatives and salads.
Of course I wasn’t here for a salad. I was here for some arterial abuse and I was soon drumming my fingers like counted rosaries on the counter in suspense. Would my prayers and cravings be answered?
When it came the fervour was too much- as I acquired a blister in my mouth to match the ones on my feet by tucking into the freshly cooked fish so quickly. The batter was orangey golden, thick but light, incredibly crisp and just exactly as it should be. The fish encased within was moist and flakey. Chips were an absolute treat- not crunchy, but soft, floppy and faintly sweet as they absolutely should be, and thrillingly anointed with gluten free vinegar. The portion was huge, and at £9.25 was fair value for London- most excitingly the price is the same for gluters and celiacs alike.
Such a treat. I was totally full, but it was such a delight to have feasted without the bloating, the pains and the impending migraine. Definitely worth a detour if you have a hankering!
Service: oh come on, it’s a chippy, what do you want?!
GF Ability: 9/10