Maybe it's the fact that I grew up in a coastal town where even the worst Fish and Chip shop was actually pretty good that makes me slightly uneasy about judging other establishments in Edinburgh; which has, lets face it, on the whole very below par Fish and Chips. However, it is with no trepidation that I deem this place terrible.  One evening when out looking for something to line our stomachs before a bout of heavy drinking we decided to head here for a good old-fashioned Scottish dinner congruous with the night ahead. Upon entering this place the gents in my party alerted me to the discovery that the place had obviously changed hands, I suggested out of hunger pains that we strive forward. The place has an unsettling feel to it, the d\u00e9cor would suggest good fish and chips but the eerie silence and the amount of gentlemen behind the counter in outdoor wear just staring directly at us as we entered did not seem indicative of a good meal to come. This was very true indeed. Chips that looked and tasted super market bought, anemic and limp, and a few smatterings of small scampi. My meal, which came to \u00a36, was meant to be Cod. What I received was a tiny single fillet of supermarket bought Cod slimed in a transparent skin of batter. All round it was awful and worth barely a couple of quid. There's wonderful fresh fish to be had in Edinburgh, and for the price I had paid I should have headed to the great Tailend Fish and Chip bar.