Shipwreck - Ipswich

Slow cooked beef was generous and tender, sweet carrots, plenty of gravy. We only meant to have a sandwich and enjoy a craft fair! The light was clear over the water making somebody think my photo was a painting.

We have eaten at the Shipwreck a few times now. it has a really good outdore eating area where you can watch all manner of boats, our food has always been good, service is good and the staff are polite and friendly.

Having abandoned our planned stop at the Shotley Rose, due to an unhelpful landlady, we rode on and found this place at the end of the marina. Looks inviting from the outside and inside it is a weirdly layout property I suspect it is used as a washroom and stopover for yachtsmen. Firstly the staff were very friendly and helpful. Toilets a bit of a mess I blamed the yachtsmen!!! Great view of felixstowe container dock and the river. A selection of 4 real ales. Lunch menu okay no deserts only cake but we didn’t want desert. Chicken skewers tasty and a decent portion. Hunters chicken looked a bit messy, a rasher of bacon laid not wrapped around the chicken breast. Cheese was a bit fatty and didn’t look great in the bbq sauce spotted the sauce. But it tasted nice if a touch fatty the cheeses fault. Reasonably priced at £35 inc drinks.

Most of the food was ok but the barman who took our order was very rude. Didn't want to give more milk for tea and just couldn't seem to be bothered. Seemed to find us beneath him.

Went on the recommendation of a client, and ordered the fish chips, no problem. Two cups of tea, no problem. What spoiled the experience was a sniffy young table-wiper with a bald head and a lightning strike tattoo. The tea is served in a large cup black, and is accompanied by what I can only describe as a thimble-sized pot thing half-filled with milk. I requested quite politely for more milk, because there wasn 't enough in the thimbles for myself and my client. The response from the whining baldy was something along the lines of, It 's a waste of milk, you 'll only waste the milk. What kind of table-server answers back in this obnoxious way? Who was he to tell me how much milk I 'm allowed? Especially after forking out £35 for the fish chips. I pointed out that a pint of milk was very cheap and reiterated my desire for more milk, at which point the table-wiper with attitude (assumedly pre-menstrual) flounced off an brought another thimble over. Incredibly embarrassing for myself and my client, and a despicable attitude from server who should be much more considerate and polite. Being an Irish farmer, next time I will load up one of my cows and graze her on the bit of grass outside the establishment. Then I won 't have to be party to this disgraceful milk-rationing that this little Napoleon attempted to implement. Otherwise, a nice meal (chips a bit overdone, but fish very nice). I doubt I 'll be going back.