Well, there you go! When I was a sprog living on the Wirral, my mum used to get whiting from the fishmongers for fish & chips on a Friday and really loved it. I have been eating and enjoying Mezgit in Turkey without knowing it was whiting until now.
Anyway, as I will be coming at this from a different angle, apologies in advance. But as no one is taking the bait, (and it’s raining outside) I believe nothing beats a good pun in order to lighten the mood. So, I’m not going to skate around this and I won’t carp on. Admit it; you're all having a whale of a time with this post! So come on everybody, there's no need to feel koi as no one will molly-codle you buoys and gils.
It's no fluke that that Festta’s serve such good fish. If you don’t believe me maybe you should mullet over with a nice cup of char before you scampi off in a melan-coley mood.
Don’t forget, you can buy lots of different types of fish from Kipper. Fintastic!