BY DAVID CAMPBELL Growing up in Western Pennsylvania, Friday nights meant a humble trinity: a greasy fried fish sandwich, McDonald’s-style French fries, and coleslaw drowning in vinegary mayo. It was sustenance, not cuisine – a far cry from the revelation that awaited me years later on the windswept pier of Littlehampton. There, I encountered proper Fish and Chips for the first time—a glorious, golden slab … Continue reading An American Enjoys Fish and Chips