The Tiger’s owners run a string of quirky pubs and social venues mainly in South London, and get it right for their target demographic of twenty/fortysomething ShortList/Stylist readers. Cue original moss-green glazed tiles, scuffed Edwardiana and regurgitated 20th-century tat including leather chesterfields and utilitarian oak tables that are used by the throngs of friends and young families who come here to dine on above-average pub grub – think salmon with caponata and salsa verde, goats’ cheese and red pepper ravioli, Sunday roasts (from just £8), British cheeseboards and crowd-pleasing puds. To drink, there’s a range of keg brews, plus Sharp’s Doom Bar and Amstel among the draughts. Regular pub quizzes are enthusiastically contested. Our question: how come, in 2012, a pub serving decent food doesn’t have a Gaggia coffee machine?