Mirdif Fish & Chips has something of a cult following among the British expat community who, either live in the Mirdif area, or who have been around for a while.
It’s more of a chippie kitchen than a restaurant; the two wobbly tables at the entrance are a bit of a joke really, positioning anyone stupid enough to dine-in (= me and my uncle from Tokyo) between a well-used deep freezer box and the cash counter.
Their menu is extensive, offering countless options of breaded or battered fish, shrimps, onion rings, chicken, wings, etc. We consulted with the man behind the counter and ordered the freshest fish they had, Hamour. And then we waited a good twenty minutes or so for our food; not fun considering the antiquated split A/C unit above the freezer seemed to be recycling rather than cooling.
Portions are generous. And our chips were really good. The crust on our fish was perfect, one of the best I have had in Dubai BUT the fish itself was mush. What an anti-climax. Especially because we showed this to the cash counter guy who just shrugged, and rattled off some cock and bull story of how this sometimes happens when you fry fresh fish. Ha! I hope you read this buddy, because that amazing explanation is how you earned your restaurant a rating of 2. That, the mushy fish, rubbish curry sauce, and sub-standard dining environment.
Waste NOT. Want NOT.
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