This week my 77-year-old mother Yvonne and I paid a long overdue visit to Tipsy Chef Street Food for lunch. The newly-opened second restaurant in the former premises of Taco and Tequila in Lancaster Road only started serving at 4.30pm that day, so we went to the original outlet inside the covered market.

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The menu was on the wall and we could only read it when we were inches away, Yvonne having passed her rubbish stoned-mole eyesight on to me, so we made some quick decisions and got out of everyone’s way.

There were plenty of appealing options like teriyaki fries with crispy seaweed, sesame and spring onions, and fried halloumi burgers with curry aioli, Tipsy slaw and sweet potato crisps, but Yvonne decided on the loaded hashy Bs and Korean fried chicken bao buns, and I had the smashed burger with fries.

The portion of crispy hash browns with cheese sauce, smoked bacon and bravas dip was a fair size, but Yvonne managed to jam the two sticky, sweet, spicy, salty bao Buns on top of them like a trooper. I managed to grab a bite of one of them and the flavours combined with the crunch of the chicken and the fluffy cloud of bao bun around it was worthy of a TikTok ASMR video. It’s well worth visiting Tipsy Chef for them alone.

In the best possible way, my smashed burger didn’t just look smashed; it looked like it’d had seven bells kicked out of it. Thin, wide, a little bit charred as I’d requested, topped with tangy cheese and served on a shiny brioche stretcher. Like the rest of the food, the accompanying skin-on fries were seasoned to perfection.

Over the last few years, Yvonne and I have been playing a game of “Is She Deaf Or Just Ignoring Me?” She can’t seem to hear enquiries about what she’s doing/eating/pilfering/cleaning and requests to discontinue, but offer her a chip or a Liquorice Flyer and her hearing seems to improve no end.

Consequently, I’ve taken to trying to catch her out by saying something mildly offensive to her at every opportunity I get. To continue her con she has to act like she can’t hear me, so when she asked, “can I have a tiny bite of your burger?” I could enjoy handing it to her whilst replying, “I doubt it, Muppet Mouth” without any repercussions. Everyone’s a winner.

She took her standard “tiny” bite the size of a saucer, and told me that she isn’t a fan of burgers but “that one’s alright”. She knew how much I was enjoying it, so taking a chunk of my precious burger and then negging it was a masterful stroke.

Tipsy Chef is yet another independent eatery that’s an asset to Preston. Two assets, in fact, as foodies can now have an evening meal with alcohol in the new branch in Lancaster Road. That’s if they are lucky enough to get a table as, with such excellent food coming out of the kitchen, Tipsy Chef is going to be packed out every night.

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