Chips by the sea are fine, but never trust anything fuelled by nostalgia. To find the greatest chips, you need to head into the heartlands of misery; places where there is no hope other than the chip. Where the chip is all they have. Talking, of course, about the West Midlands
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As a Coventrian, I wasn’t expecting “Spon End” to be the answer here... Investigato potato, pronto.
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