The menu board is a thing of beauty. It has so many options you might panic. Cod? Haddock? Plaice? How are you supposed to choose when your stomach is screaming for everything?
I always go for the cod. It’s the classic. But don’t sleep on the haddock—it’s flakier, more delicate. And the sausage? Don’t even get me started on the battered sausage. It’s a heart attack on a stick, and I’d argue it’s worth every glorious second.
Batter Perfection (No, Really)
Here’s the thing about Frymaster’s batter. It’s not just a coating; it’s a crispy miracle. It shatters when you bite it. It’s golden, never greasy, and has that perfect crunch that echoes in your skull.
Have you ever had batter that falls off the fish in one sad sheet? Not here. This batter clings. It loves the fish. The fish loves it back. It’s a beautiful, edible relationship.
