The Dead Sea Shoals is one of Clapham’s finest fast-food establishments. It’s an institution to its residents, and far more than just a chip-shop. To them, the Shoals is a restaurant. It occupies an expensive piece of real estate next door to the Windmill Public House on the common. The décor inside is tasteful, minimal and spare, but the welcome is always warm, and the food is always good.
There are brown, sun-bleached posters on the wall that tell you where the fish you are about to eat have come from, and if you’re really all that bothered, which rusty fishing vessel caught them. There’s the obligatory blue buzzing ring that flies are addicted to on the wall, and plastic condiment containers in the shape of red and brown tomatoes with green nozzles that look like leaves on the top stan
