After a hiatus (failed diet), the friend-chip is back and
stronger than ever. With notebook in tow and an unquenchable lust for thin
strips of potatoes soaked in oil, this hot chip chick ventured to the increasingly less alternate end of Chapel Street
to calm that craving. Kate Moss notoriously noted that ‘nothing tastes as good
as skinny feels’, well she clearly never had Yellow Bird’s fries. Personally, this
chip admirer is inclined to devour a more voluptuous and thicker bowl but beggars
can’t be choosers and this chick has been converted. Yellow Bird, a hot spot for an afternoon coffee in the sun, a hot dog dinner or a late
night drink, is the ideal place to order a side of fries with guaranteed satisfaction.
Boasting an array of sauces including mustard, aioli, tomato sauce, sweet
chilli, sour cream and BBQ sauce, we were off to a good start for a sunny
Sunday afternoon. These chips were aesthetically pleasing while simultaneously flavoursome.
They were a bowl of beauty, unable to tear our eyes away from this majestic wonder
– cut thinly to perfection, fried lightly without a brown chip in sight (almost
unheard of with fries) and a hefty serving. When the teeth met the chip, the crunch shook the table and yet was quickly followed by a silky sensation of soft potato on the tongue. It was enjoyed with a dip of tomato sauce or just splash of salt and although the aioli
was by far the best of the sauce options, when mixed with a smidge of sweet
chilli, the ultimate combination was formed. The serving could satisfy two or twelve and complements breakfast, lunch or dinner. When the meal was cleared, my stomach was delighted by the lightness of the fries, able to enjoy a bloat-free food coma. With spring at our doorstep, herald in the sunshine, daylight savings and the goodbyes and welcome backs over a bowl of fries at Yellow Bird.
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