Sunday, 25 August 2013

The Sunken Chip: fish 'n' (c)hipsters

Fish and fucking chips have finally made it to Paris. Proper chips, that is, not frites or even fries. Proper chips look like this:

and they taste great.

The English-run Sunken Chip serves up great versions of all your chipshop favourites: fish, chips, peas, even battered sausage and pickled onions. There's Sarson's malt vinegar on the table for sprinkling on your proper chips. There are sweeties for pudding.



The restaurant (yes, restaurant) itself is significantly nicer than the chipshops of my youth. It's all long shared tables and pristine white tiles, rather than faded posters advertising the health-giving properties of fried potatoes. There's even a really nice toilet. Nice toilets matter.

My only complaint is that the mushy peas aren't mushy peas, but crushed 'normal' peas. Still tasty, but not mushy peas. I don't think the French are quite ready for processed marrowfat peas, but I am.

The Sunken Chip
39 Rue des Vinaigriers (har har)
75010
Métro: Jacques Bonsergent (line 5) or République (lines 3, 5, 8, 9, and 11)