The menu claims "Beer Battered
Chatham Cod, Hand Cut Fries, House Made Cole Slaw, and Tartar Sauce."
The cod was indeed fresh and flaky. The batter was British style, I.e. puffy batter, rather than the more encrusted New England style that I love. British style puff tends to create pockets that trap grease. Besides, this is Boston, can we get New England style please?
The ' Hand Cut Fries' were fresh hand cut potato...shoestrings. This created a disappointing grease to potato ratio.
The coleslaw had a slight skunky undertone proving that the slaw was made from fresh cabbage. It was lacking a horseradish bite that would have cut the grease.
Interestingly, the only part of the dish lacking descriptive adjectives was the best. The tartar sauce was creamy and tangy.
The presentation was, in a word, baffling. Fish was served atop fries, piled in a lettuce-lined wire frites cone basket. I think I would rather have it served on cliched faux newspaper.
Bottom line: I've definitely had worse bar fish and chips. The kitchen obviously cares enough to use fresh ingredients, however; a lack of attention to flavor and detail make this a dish I wouldn't order again.