Oh My Cod

Forget the heavy, oil-logged takeaway of your childhood. This family-run Tuart Hill chippy is doing something wildly different. Three generations of blokes behind the counter, slinging impossibly fresh barramundi and snapper. The batter? A masterclass. Thin, shatteringly crisp, and custom-mixed—they literally use different batters for the prawns, the fish, and the banana fritters. It’s proper culinary geekery applied to old-school comfort food. Word among the neighborhood fry-fiends is that the chips are absolutely elite. Generous, golden, and dusted with a gourmet herb mix—or the holy grail of Aussie takeaway, heavy-handed chicken salt. Throw in a hot, crunchy Chiko roll for good measure. Absolute top-tier fry action. You’re welcome.