TOTGA is a fish and chip place on a fashionable part of King St.
I used to live in Nova Scotia, where I had the worst, and in New Zealand where I had the best. TOTGA ranks with the worst.
Chowder. I asked for the Manhattan , but it was so red that it reminded me of Buffalo Italian restaurant tomato sauce. So I asked for the other. Not bad, with lots of stuff, and a really full taste , which made me think industrial mix.
Fish and chips, haddock
As bad as it gets . The breading was a heavy, oily sarcophagus, and smooth. I was sure that the product was industrial. To confirm, I asked, and was told that it had been breaded on the premises. I slit it and removed the fish. The breading stayed in one piece. The haddock fillet tasted like not much, except that it tasted very fishy in one part. It had not puffed up in cooking.
The chips were "dirty", which I like, but were dense and hard and had relatively little potato taste. I suspect that they had been cooked too many times.
Salad plate, barramundi
The thin fish fillet had been grilled hard and tasted only grey and vaguely fishy. It had been "blackened", but this treatment doesn't go with barramundi or or a thin piece of anything. The spice was coarse and offensive. But as a failure, it went with the fish.
The salad was a small mound of mesculn , with slices of cucumber and tomato on the side.
The mango "chutney that came with the barramundi was diced mango and a talentless nothing. The salad dressing that came with the salad was bad and I rejected it for the lemon wedge that came with . The tartar sauce with the haddock was good.
On the way out , the manger- front of the house asked me how it was. I answered "crap". Inter alia , I gave him an example . I picked up the breading sarcophagus ( whole) and dropped it on the tray (thud).
He said he was sorry.
The person next to me also had haddock and chips and they looked better . So good luck, but don't be embarrassed to send the food back if you don't like it. I would have but felt constrained because I was using a coupon. I regret my reluctance.