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| - I make this mistake often: I go to places that have been highly recommended for certain specialties and end up ordering something different (that they probably never sell). On a very hot day, I was taken to Vicky's by two long time residents of Roncesvalles for what was promised to be excellent fish and chips.
The mishmash of dated furnishings, handwritten menus on neon poster board, and framed travel photos taped to the wall with packing tape all seemed promising. After all, some of the best food in the world is served from the grungiest restaurants. While there was an unexpected and large Thai half of the menu that seemed tempting, I decided to save that for a future visit.
Instead of the fish and chips that my al fresco lunch dates ordered, I had a mixed seafood and chips. What can I say? It just sounded scrumptious at the time. In fact, the big, juicy scallops, (overly) deep fried shrimp, and (extremely heavily) breaded haddock were alright. The fries though, were far too greasy. My wonderfully creamy coleslaw was humongous and started to taste less wonderful as I became overwhelmed by it. Now I know that despite my sworn love for mayo, that I too have a limit for it.
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