Squeezed between a mosque and a bingo hall, Tippy’s is half friendly east London caff, half family-run Thai restaurant, serving a mix-and-match local clientele of old geezers, suited Bangladeshis, friends and relations. And it’s hugely popular with local residents.
There’s a chalked menu of fry-up variations, table condiments and net curtains, all seeming a little at odds with the summery pale green of the tongue-and-groove, the wall-mounted fans and temple poster exotica, and the dozen mostly familiar noodle dishes.
After appetising sizzles from the rear kitchen, our dishes arrived disappointingly lacking in colour – we should perhaps have chosen instead the sassy green curry, precisely presented with a separate bowl of curry alongside a neat mound of rice. While the sweet and gelatinous gravy that covered the chicken, greens and flat noodles of the pad rad na wasn’t entirely to our taste, our veg and herb packed Thai noodle soup with butterfly prawns and a simple pad Thai both had surprising depth of flavour for the price. Puddings are caff staples, but the tea steps from builders’ brew to loose-leaf jasmine.