Unfortunately I am cursed with full time work, gym junkie friends and a poor sense of direction so I never did find where it was or someone to go there with me. That is until one afternoon when I was walking home from my Boyfriend's house and I saw that instantly recognised hairy bone fish sign! Swampdog I proclaimed! He didn't care, anyone who knows me is used to me saying this place is good, or that place is great, or my friend told me to go here but yet when asked, I don't have any actual desire to actually eat there.
I quite liked the outside look of this place. Its very salvaged from the sea haha, the tables are made of old doors and the doorknobs still turn! Its not just a look. There was a place to sit out at the back with a kitchen garden beside it, with strung up light bulbs that the kitchen leads to. Its nice at night actually but during the day, I wasn't keen to go anywhere near it actually, so I didn't even bother to take a picture of it.
|I'll be back to try most of these!|
|All the different flavours!|
|But uh, they don't look that tasty . . .|
|This table is oddly sticky.|
|Bit hit and miss. Get it when its full.|
|There's writing all around but I didn't care about what it said|
My Boyfriend got the fish and chips, he chose crumbed whiting fillets, of course. For me crumbed is always the option. I associate batter for gross things like corn dogs, banana fritters and that sort of thing, I don't like its potentially sodden nature. Crumbed on the other hand, while unhealthy, is nearly always appealingly golden brown and crunchy as a potato chip. On the second time, we went here, he went with fish and chips with mackerel, BUT BATTERED. I ate the fish and scrunched up my face at the batter portion. We got tartare sauce that was quite average, tangy and creamy but missing that sour note that you get from the inclusion of pickles.
|Lettuce in MY fish and chips|
Lu., for herself mackerel wrap and said while she has never had one before, the fish was really good. She adds that, this is coming from a girl bought up on the Barrier Reef whose father goes out fishing all the time, so she has high standards. Ms M for Megababe got battered fish and chips, but I can't remember if she chose a fish specifically, she liked her meal and thought it was good. Ms K., got herself a fish burger and was the last to actually be given her meal, even she was happy with her meal.
I wanted popcorn prawns aka school prawns again but they had run out, so I went with tempura'd soft shell crab with Asian salad and it was terrible. The batter was soggy and it squirted hot oil into my mouth, so I got a mild burn, I didn't notice much crab inside the batter. My Asian style salad was terrible, mint, nappa cabbage, butter lettuce, celery, tomato and mostly red onion bits. Like I'm talking it was a red onion salad, it was wolfed down by my Boyfriend, but he's weird like that.
Swampdog Fish and Chips
Atmosphere: 9, its like fancy arse fish and chip shop, that should be plonked down on your local beach. This is the place that is a local secret and you can BYO whatever you want here, which you can do incidentally. I really like the door tables, and I know Lu., got a kick out of them too.
Service: 6, the owner is a super nice guy who is happy to chat to you about sustainable fishing and offer a recommendation.
Food: 7. The food is a bit hit and miss here, what I like I really like, what I don't, I really couldn't care less or even be bothered to eat. The quality of food is good and you can where they're going with the flavours, its just a bit lacking.