21/09/2026
Today, I turn three...
Yes, me — Little Tipsy, tucked away on a little street in Hanoi, somewhere between the noise of the city and the footsteps of people coming and going.
Three years ago, someone opened my door for the very first time. I didn't know then how many people would walk through it, how many stories I would hear, how much laughter would fill my little room, or how many goodbyes I would witness. I have met people from all corners of the world. Some stayed for an hour, others for an entire evening. Some came back a few days later, others after a year. And a few of them, without even realizing it, became part of my story. I have listened to love stories, travel stories, stories about homes thousands of miles away, and stories about people who came to Vietnam looking for luck, peace, or perhaps even themselves. I have seen strangers become friends at the same table. I have seen glasses raised for reunions, for goodbyes, for new beginnings, and sometimes simply because it was a beautiful evening. I am not a big place. I don't have dozens of tables, I don't have loud music, and I have never tried to be the noisiest place in Hanoi.
I am simply Little Tipsy.
A small, warm and quiet place where someone can sit with a b**r in front of them and forget about the world outside for a little while.
Three years is not a short time.
There have been good days and difficult days. Nights when there wasn't an empty seat, and nights when I was almost completely alone. But my door kept opening every day, and every time, I hoped someone would walk in. Today, as I celebrate my third birthday, I don't want to talk about how much I sold or how many b**rs I served.
I simply want to say thank you.
Thank you to everyone who has walked through my door during these three years. To those who had just one b**r, and to those who came back dozens of times. To those who left me a story, a photograph, a smile, or simply a “see you tomorrow.”
And most of all, thank you to the person who, three years ago, had the courage to open a door and believe that such a small place could have such a big story.
I am Little Tipsy.
Today, I turn three.
And if my walls could talk, I think they would have a lot of stories to tell.
Happy 3rd birthday to me. ❤️
With love,
Little Tipsy Pub 🍻