On my Sunday and Thursday night taxi shifts, I hang out for fares going to West Belconnen. If someone says “Charnwood,” I look on them lovingly.
Not because of the distance, but because Charnwood is home to Bernies from the Bay, and their fish and chips are, in my junk food opinion, the finest takeaway in Canberra.
Big slabs of crumbed fish, hot and tangy with lemon juice and salt.
But the chips – handcut, irregular in size and shape, crisp and delicious and glowing gold – are what keeps me coming back. Any other place, where they simply upend a bag of precut frozen industrial grade chips into the oil, stand clear for a minute and then foist them upon a hungry cabbie, well, they don’t match up.
The next passenger in my cab gets a heady mix of fragrances: glorious but fading bass note of fish and chips, overlying touches of vanilla and pine, and a hefty wallop of Minties. Often I get a request to detour via the fast food drivein.
I know that this has been explored in the RiotACT before, but the establishments mentioned with such obvious passion in past discussion have in many cases ceased to trade. Is there any fisho to compete with Bernie?