So George Bush experienced fish, chips and mushy peas while visiting the Dun Cow in Tony Blair’s Sedgefield constituency. Now while we like to think that it is great to introduce visiting Americans and others to one of our national dishes, it may just be that they’ve tried it before. Take Ye Olde English Fish N Chip Shoppe in Maine. Either it is patronised by nostalgic ex-pats, or there really is a market out there.
Actually, fish, chips and peas is not so much a national dish as an obsession in my part of the world. Why, in Yorkshire, you can even book yourself on a tour of fish and chip vans. The Portland Basin Museum has an exhibit that explains how the dish became a staple diet of the working people of the north of England. A century ago, they were “chip potato shops” but type that in Google today and you’ll find the phrase is now an Americanism. As ever, parted and joined by the same language.
Personally, I love F, C&MP.; I’m not quite sure I trust the BBC recipe above. I recall that real mushy peas involve soaking and bicarbonate of soda, dried peas being an essential ingredient for pea and ham soup etc.