First, thank you for the many recs on fish & chips.
Now, TIME TO CONFESS: I am putting together a pamphlet for guests at our daughter's wedding in London this Summer and want to offer them a nice array of choices especially for those travelling as larger families. Some may be on very tight budgets. Fish & chips as one category (the one I had the least information on), will be helpful for them and delicious for me.
I hope you will indulge a few of my questions as the planning proceeds. And yes, a daughter from Malibu can fall in love and marry a Londoner. When visiting our sunny shore, he does indeed broil up to a nicy lobster color in no time at all.
Here's the challenge.
Daughter has discovered the basement of One Aldwych in Covent Garden, which is quite beautiful and astonishingly affordable for a licensed ceremony (she's brilliant at that).
Now the Rehearsal Dinner (on a Friday night) had begun as the members of the rehearsal, but is quickly exanding from a tidy list of family members and attendants to something resembling a Hobbit Party (think Lord of the Rings) where you don't even have to be a Hobbit to join. I am starting to have visions of my credit card floating out of my hand and off into space (it was 2001 a Space Odyssey, wasn't it? Not 2002?)
Is it even faintly possible that I could feed this mob (think Braveheart) somewhere in the vicinty of this remarkable location, if for example I were to abandon all pretense at taste, quality, attractiveness, and instead to focus more on congregating people indoors in an environment which may be either clean or dark and damp and supplying them with some form of nourishment (think Escape from Alcatraz)?
If anyone possesses this kind of knowledge, insight and - Dammit that question is so absurd I have to answer it type of attitude - it is You! Or failing that, if you have a place in mind where I would only be left in tears, but not openly grumbling about committing a crime or crimes against persons both known and unknown, please weigh into the frey with both fists swinging.
On behalf of myself and these hungry guests - thank you.