The Tipperary Inn

I wrote my initial review of the Tipp early in our relationship and never went back to change it. Many times we now exclaim how nice it would have been to go to it one a given evening. Alas, that cannot be. Fare thee well, O’ Friendly Pub. You’re in our thoughts!

I’m glad this place is closed. It was overpriced and never had good service, it tried too hard. It use to good back in 1999 or so, but if you enjoyed paying nearly 6 bucks for a pint, you can cherish those memories. The food was decent but overpriced. Most expensive fish and chips in the world. Hopefully, a cool bar will open in its place. Now, I don’t have to worry about all those patrons in my way as I go to a real bar.

I second Aaron’s review. Local, friendly and diverse — it will be hard to find something that tried so hard to appeal to so many and maybe in the end that was it’s downfall. Either way, I hope to catch some Trivia tonight and Poker tomorrow before having to start my search for a new local drinking hole. I have never tried the Landing across the street, which will instantly benefit from the closing of The Tipp. At the same time, we have enjoyed going to Cancer’s (I mean Cosmo’s) around the corner, but before the new smoking ban went into effect, it was way too dangerous to stay longer than 30 minutes. Hopefully they’ve torched the walls and repainted to get rid of any third hand smoke lurking deep in her bones. But back to the topic at hand, I just hope The Tipp stays open like all those furniture stores who claim they’re «Going out of Business!»

I stumbled upon this place one evening right when i moved back to Dallas, and it was love at first pint! Just everything about it is what a good old fashion Irish pub should be. The way it sits on the corner, snuggled into the best neighborhood in Dallas. The stone exterior, from the structure to the wall around the patio. I also love how the inside is all wooded out, and the staff all look like they are straight out of Ireland.
The little private booths are a nice touch, if you get a good group in one of those and a few Harps in your belly, it’s a cozy, loud, good time! The back part always confuses me, it has a different name and is a sports bar… is this a different entity? Ha, who cares??? It’s all good, and The Tipp also completes the Lakewood Trifecta, which every Dallasite should experience once.
Also, all of the beers on tap, and whiskey machines make me happy, and wobbly. And the entertainment is fantastic to watch, and really brings out the crowd. I love it in there when it’s packed, there is an 11 piece Irish band rocking away, and drunk people dancing a jig. Basically what im saying is… let’s go get drunk and dance!

I am definitely a fan of this joint. I love a laid back spot, and this is exactly what it is. You can’t beat a place that offers live Celtic music, pub trivia, karaōke, Texas Hold ‘em, Irish food, and a good selection of beers including Boddingtons, Carlsberg, Harp, Newcastle, Stella and more. Knock the price off drinks during happy hour from 4−7pm everyday.
I came here with a big group of Unilocalers for Trivia and we had a blast. It was only a few of us at first, but by the time we were half way into the game, we were joined by a pretty good crowd. The questions were pretty difficult, but fun to answer (or try to answer) too. I’ll definitely make it a point to come back.

I am all about the Tipperary. It’s my first choice when we say «what’s for fun on Friday night?».
At the same time, I am totally torn about the Tipperary. While I sit there, I usually daydream over my Harp, thinking about how I want to buy the place and all the changes I would make. Where would I start? First, with a big loan to spruce up the place a bit. The awnings outside that say _​HE TIPPERARY and S_​AINTE and I_​ISH PU_​would be restored to their old glory.
I would insist on friendly, accurate wait staff. I would visit Fado in Austin with my chef and get an idea about a good irish pub menu. The curry dip for the chips and curry is no bueno. The food is NOT crakalackin’. It’s getting better, but not something you go there for.
I would spruce up the upstairs area so it could be properly used as a bar overflow area, not part storage/​health hazard up there.
I would make sure the juke box music stays in the sports bar section and if there isn’t an irish band playing in the pub part, be SURE to have some sort of music playing in there. Buy a CD, borrow an iPod. I would turn down the lights some too, it always feels a bit bright.
All of these complaints aside, I’m STILL going to give the Tipp 5 stars. it’s seriously my family’s favorite place to be. We love the Tipperary because it’s like home to us. If I had to add up all of the Harps and Jameson we have drank in this one location on the planet, Betty Ford would come looking for us all. Seriously. It feels like home. My relationship with the Tipperary is kind of like being married for 10 years. I truly love it, but by this point the shiny’s worn off and I see it for it’s flaws… and still love it despite of them. I just want to do a little makeover.

Oh, how I long to fall in love with The Tipperary Inn. Being a part of the Lakewood Trifecta would normally do the trick, except for a few fatal flaws that keep the Tipp from topping my list.
*Grumpy staff. Nothing kills a loving bar atmosphere like a morose staff that doesn’t have a problem showing their dislike for you and your kind. I’ve done my time slinging drinks and I know it can be an ass whip. But for the love of beer, everybody is in a good mood now and again, aren’t they? Cheer the fuck up and behold the increase in my tips.
*A mysteriously missing happy hour. I’m told the Tipp offers happy hour pricing 4 – 7, 7 days a week. The website even makes this claim. However, I was unceremoniously told that such happy hour did not exist the one time I was able to show up at 6. Boo.
*Draft beer usually gives me a slight headache, but the Tipp’s draft beer gives me a just-​cut-​my-​fucking-​head-​off headache. And I’ve never had more than 2 pints. Something fishy going on with those draft lines, Tipp. Might want to look into it.
If I were to overlook these complaints, the Tipp would be damn near perfect. Cozy Irish pub atmosphere, complete with hidden nooks in which to hide your intimate group. Stomp-​your-​feet good live music that often includes crowd sing-​a-​longs allowing you to fling dirty words at the musician (s). Irish fare that I’m told is almost as good as Trinity Hall.
But alas. These feelings of neglect can not be ignored. Show me the love, Tipp. I’m always happy to change my mind.

Last night this was the first place we started out at. Parking was a bitch and I told my husband to park, no wait, park there, no wait… until he was annoyed and we finally grabbed a spot and practically ran into the bar for a drink.
Outside we met up with our Unilocal homies who were there to guide us to the back of the room where they were nestled at a table in the corner. This place was packed, with a live Irish band and all. Kiddies galore. Ok, I wasn’t expecting the kids, but I guess it is a restaurant too. The food looked good, but I opted for Scotch and my husband opted for a Guiness. That’s close enough to a meal for me.
I would have loved to have checked out the Tipp a little more. There was an upstairs, a back room with a television that I saw out of the corner of my eye, and it was kind of cool how they had these partitions everywhere so if you didn’t want to look at the band or the kids, you didn’t have too!
Course we were ready for our second leg of the trifecta and I didn’t get to see much of anything.
I’ll be here again, ready to eat and maybe get so drunk that I do a little jig like I saw that cute little blonde girl do. Or not.

What Tipperary lacks in food fare, it makes up in atmosphere and great beer selection. The food is typical English pub fare, which is decent but not great. The atmosphere is great. There is frequently live Irish bands playing and the staff are very friendly. Be sure to check out nights like poker night.

I just went here for my first time this past weekend. I think the place is great, nice layout and décor, really nice staff. There was a celtic band playing which is a nice change of pace and I had the pleasure of tasting a few different types of cider (which I have never had before) It also helps that I keep good company and so I’ll have a great time wherever.
I’ll definitely go back to the Tipp.

Wow, I’m really surprised to read the not-​so-​great reviews. I love the Tipp, but I also love mellow pubs with limited smoking. Quiet evenings out don’t bother me very much. With that said, I understand being preturbed when a place is «out of» items on the menu. My charitable suspicion would be that maybe the Unilocal event took them by surprise? Once I think they were out of mayonnaise, so I got herbed mayo instead – not a horrible substitution. I will admit, the place has plenty of quirk.
Besides that though, the bar itself has a landmark quality with its charming interior and the food is actually very good. The curries can be a bit strange occasionally, but the burgers are unbelievably delicious. I will drive out of my way for a Guinness & Gouda burger, so don’t write this place off. Drop in for a cozy Irish meal, and remember that The Tipperary Inn is a bit of a Lakewood institution – it’s had its ups and downs.

I do not usually review places where EVERYONE just went on a Unilocal thing because everyone else is going to do it and that usually leads to ten million posts about the same place.
That being said I do have to update my review of the Tipperary. It’s still two stars but for entirely different reasons.
It was much busier. No little old men playing dominoes. But they were out of EVERYTHING! And my Scotch Egg was the nast. Do not get food here. If you want Irish food go to Trinity Hall. If you want a Scotch Egg go to Sherlock’s.
Booze was okay but I ordered a double… margarita with a shot of Chamboard. It was itty bitty and $ 9. I usually pay that for the drink, but it’s usually bigger and stronger… like me!

«A cat with an attitude» defines what I recently discovered the Tipp to be. Allow me some latitude here, and you’ll learn a bit more about this precarious pu… uhm, cat.
After downing a few beers to get the prebuzz primer pumped with my good friend Brennan, we were on our way at 9. A destination bar on a Tuesday night at 9 p.m. usually does not equal a happening scene at any bar, but the parking seemed to hint otherwise. We commandeered the last remaining parking spot at the rear of the shopping complex and hoped that all of the cars were there for the same reason we were.
A short hike and an unassuming entrance door later, a weekend crowd was revealed. The tables were packed, and there was a good crowd that surrounded the bar one deep. A bar scene that is just busy enough to be happening but not overwhelmed enough to keep from getting a drink in-​hand is my recipe for the ideal place to be, and it appeared that is what I had discovered.
That thought lasted all of a lingering two minutes as my friend and I tried to gain the attention of either of the two bartenders. We used the good etiquette of allowing the bartender to approach us instead of shouting «Hey you» or «Dude…», but neither of the bartenders came by.
Hoping to garner the attention of either of the bartenders that have not poured a drink in four minutes, my friend gives the larger, not-​so-​busy bartender a «Hey, what’s up man?». He held his pointer finger up like he was silencing a child and walked briskly away like he just got an order for eight shots. Still, no drinks were poured for anyone. Bad kitty.
Two minutes later, the other bartender takes our drink orders and asks for ID. Being the veteran bar-​goers we are, our IDs have seen some abuse. My friend and I aren’t wrinkled, but we are far from being confused as under aged. Taking my friend’s ID in-​hand, he begins examining the ID like a jeweler grading a diamond. «You know, you may want to get a new ID since this one is no longer legal.» I began to wonder if we’d even get drinks with the Spanish inquisition that I felt talking place. «Once it’s cracked, it becomes illegal, but I’ll take care of you this time.»
It began to feel like a grand favor was being extended by just serving a drink. «Thanks for your graciousness, oh holy tender of the bar.» I have not been as nervous about not getting a beverage in my hand since I was 19 and visiting bars with my college friends. Being an Irish bar, I opted for the Guinness pint. He finished the top of the glass with a clover, but «spare the flair» was the only thought that entered my mind as I waited for my drink. This cat was pissing me off.
After commandeering a menu, I opted for the shepherd’s pie. Hamburger meat with peas and carrots and topped with mashed potatoes is a favorite dish of mine, and I was not disappointed by the food when it came out. Top-​notch.
Tables were filled with teams answering trivia questions, but the questions were not the mindless bar fare kind of questions. The capital of Madagascar is not exactly sparking at the front of my brain after two pints of Guinness and a shot of Rumple. More entertaining were the team names, which took advantage of political innuendo like «Russia penetrates Georgia» and «Just the Tipp».
After cracking a few jokes out the bartender’s «Just the Tipp» trivia name and asking if they wanted to try our recently-​purchased Irish potato, the once-​stubborn bartenders started engaging in some dialog and began bringing the drinks at a pace that made us feel like regulars. Nice kitty.
The crowd was a great mix, and a large group of Unilocalers welcomed us into the fold. Terms like «Elite» and «unofficial Unilocal party» had me feeling like I was invading a company party, but I managed to have some fun among the conversations that spanned cougar relationships and work mishaps. Watching as online foes met for the first time and awkwardly shook hands made for great entertainment as well.
As someone who tends to choose their regular hangouts based on price, the Tipp did not hint at any beer specials. $ 6 is standard for a pint of Guinness, but I do always enjoy a good drink special to fall back on if the night runs long. Invest some time at the bar, and maybe the bartenders will hint you toward something economical and delicious.
I am not one for snubbery but the sake of snubbery, but I had the battered girlfriend syndrome when having to fight for the service of the bartenders. Success by mid-​session had the drinks I savored that much sweeter and had me singing «What’s up, skinny cat?» a la Phoebe of Friends.
Try the Tipp, but bring a friend of the opposite sex or a wingman. If you do not garner the attention of the bartenders or anyone in the crowd, you could be stuck on the outside of the local bubble. Invest two or three consecutive visits, and you could wind up on the good side of this Cheshire cat.

Madagascar!!! Trivia here rocks my socks, and this Unilocal Event was full of the awesome, fun-​loving people that make Unilocal great.
To top it off, our waitress was on the spot with great, consistent service. The Tip has a new menu (it was new to me), which NO longer, I repeat, DOES NOT include cheesecake. I cried. Deno almost went ballistic. So I’m trying to make the best of it by ordering an Apple Crisp… denied!!! «Sold out» on Apple Crisps.
I almost walked out at that point, but the Milk-​in-​a-​Bag trivia team needed me to continue providing wrong answers, so I stuck it out. Luckily I was in good company.
I’m still icing the black eye Brennan gave me on the way out. ;)

Many a drunken evening have I had at the Tipp Inn. Tis one of me favorite place for celebrations of all kinds and to drink unreasonable quantities of Irish beer. A lot of the décor was I believe imported from Ireland and it is one of the only place (if not THE only place) in town where bands play traditional Irish folk music. I really enjoyed singing along to the classics (whiskey in the jar!) this last Saturday when Behan was performing. Thank god I didn’t take their waiter’s offer of a complimentary birthday whiskey shot. That’s usually when things start going downhill for me!
The atmosphere is quite casual and is full of laid back Irish/​pub-​culture lovers. Some even bring their wee ones who are usually well behaved. Our kind of folk!
They have a long list of imported draft and bottled beers from all over the world. The barkeep is well versed in a great number of concoctions made of various Irish beers, ciders and whiskeys. Speaking of which, if you are a drinker of the water of life, they have a nice selection as well! If you don’t know what I’m talking about, it’s best you stick to the beer.
Where the shamrock loses a few leaves, is in the kitchen. The food isn’t the best of Irish fayre. I’ve had much better curry fries and shepherd’s pie at Fado in Austin. I’ve noticed that they have improved their fries quite a bit though. Give ‘em a chance, they are working on it. The owner is usually around; he’s a friendly lad open to constructive comments an suggestions.
This really feels like my home away from home. Slàinte!

The Tipp is a fine pub. If you are looking for a sports bar with «Pub» in the name, hit the suburbs. The Tipp is one of my favorite Pubs in Dallas and one of my favorite at all, for that matter.
If you don’t know the difference between a pub and a bar, you will probably think this is a very low-​key place. Some of us like it that way.
If you want a place crawling with posers trying to get lucky, don’t bother.
If you want loud, happy people, pick the right band and their fans will deliver. (It’s interesting to see how many people a band can drag along with them.)
If you want loud and happy with crap beer, go to Bennigan’s (oh, wait. They’re deceased.)
If you want a place where the people drown out the band, go to Trinity Hall.
If you want to watch football, and you don’t know in the rest of the universe, football is played with a round ball, try a sports bar.
If you want to find your soul-​mate, try eHarmony but don’t bother here. You’ll be disappointed.
Will you see children from time to time? Yes, as in a real pub.
If you’ve gotten this far, and thought, «Why would I want that?», then try this. Go to the Tipp. Sit at the bar. Ask for a pint of Guinness. Watch the bartenders pour it. This is not cold American swill, this is God’s own drink. Sip it slowly. Look at the people around you. Nod to the person next to you. Have another pint. Repeat until they close. See you tomorrow.

Last time I was in town I came here at the suggestion of a friend to see his sister’s friends band. So after making the drive down here, I was like this is it? As mentioned in other reviews it is a huge space but for being a weekend night it was dead. So I listed to the band, enjoyed conversation with friends, played darts while trying to rescue myself from boredom.
My impression (though I could be way off) is a college type bar for the more laid back people who just like to relax and chit chat the night away. Not that there is anything wrong with that, just not something I like to do when I am on vacation. Basically it was a more conversative Sherlocks.

Went to the Tipp for Tuesday night trivia. Fun setup — the trivia guy is the same one from the old Ben’s Halfyard house, they read the questions out and you have the time it takes to play a song to answer the question and turn it in, then they read the answers out afterwards. It was pretty packed when I got there right at 8pm, we had to sit at the bar instead of a table. For food I had the reuben, this is completely YUM (although I requested no cabbage so basically it was a corned beef sandwich more than a reuben but I digress). Incidentally they also have PIMMS for the yummy PIMMS cup that I so love at Irish pubs.

I like the Tipperary for what others think it lacks — a scene, something un-​boring, crowds, etc. When I want to go to a bar for a beer and maybe a burger or fish n chips or not be bothered by Dallas-​types (you know who I mean), the Tipperary is it. Real people, real beer, real Irish. I can hear my friends talking, not yelling, to me (unless there’s a live Irish band playing, then I take that back).
They have a Sunday brunch, but it looks pricey for what it probably entails. Stick with the beer and good bar grub.

We headed over to the Tipperary on Friday after getting the boot from Times Ten Cellars at midnight. We walked in to find it virtually empty at midnight, which I found a bit strange. Since we were with old friends and the whole purpose was to catch up with my fellow Longhorns, it worked out well since it was definitely quiet. The décor is kind of Irish pub cheesy, but it is what you come to expect when Texans try and imitate Europe’s finest.
The beer selection was actually pretty darn good (hence the two stars) and our waitress was friendly. However, in this huge space, I am not at all sure how they stay in business. It was TX/​OU weekend and there were 20 people (maybe) in the bar. Anyway, I may go back for Happy Hour or drinks earlier, but for late night, it is a bit of a dud.