Local Heart, Global Soul

May 12, 2015

Fish And Chips, A Surprise And Learning What’s In A Name…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Following yesterday’s blog post, Family Kiwidutch are in England and after visiting friends in Folkstone and then heading northwards, we decided to leave the motorway and find some lunch.

The place we have arrived at is called Saffron Walden, and Family Kiwidutch are in complete agreement what choice of cuisine we want for lunch: a very traditional English Fish and Chips!

One thing I had completely forgotten was the size of the pieces of fish, I was about to order one for each of us when we saw one of the pieces and then decided to share a couple of them between us all, which turned out to be an excellent moved because a fish and chip meal is very filling.

It was only much later, looking at the photographs on the computer back home and being curious about the name of the town, did I see that we were almost literally a stone’s throw away from Audly End House, one of the places we visited with Velvetine when she visited Europe the year before this trip!

The reason I’d gone to the computer was that I wondered if the town Saffron Walden maybe got it’s name from the production of Saffron and Wikipedia (link at end of this post) confirmed that indeed it was the case!

“In the 16th and 17th centuries the saffron crocus (crocus sativus) was widely grown, thanks to the town’s favourable soil and climate. The flower was precious, as the extract from the stigmas was used in medicines, as a condiment, in perfume, as an aphrodisiac, and as an expensive yellow dye. The industry gave Walden its name”.

That certainly explains the bright yellow fields in are area! I love the timbered and half-timbered buildings in the town, there is clearly some history here!

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

1 Comment »

  1. Last time I had fish and chips in Scotland, the server put a huge piece of fish into the polystyrene box, then added another small piece! It, plus the chips, would have been enough to feed a small family for a week! It was tasty though. 🙂

    Comment by Elaine - I used to be indecisive — May 12, 2015 @ 3:06 pm | Reply


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