Brunch at Bristrotheque

Is there anything more quintessentially East London than having brunch in a converted warehouse?

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Enter Bistrotechque – a restaurant in a converted warehouse hidden away in Dalston.

You’ll probably find yourself checking Google Maps, wondering if you’ve gone wrong along the way, and questioning all the endless rows of old warehouses and houses without a hint of ‘there’s a restaurant in here’ as you walk down the street – but don’t let that put you off.

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The only marker that you’re reached Bistrotechque is a discreet little opening between a couple of buildings, which is given away by some dangling lights and some foliage.

Once you head inside and make your way up the stairs, you’re greeted with a massive bright, airy, white room. There’s a large bar running down the side of the restaurant, with an open kitchen at one end, and a piano at the other.

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The room is stark and is simply decorated with industrial drop lighting, original concrete floors and brick walls, plus it comes complete with white-clothed tables, which really brings the place together.

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The menu at Bristotheque is filled with your standard brunch fare, but with a few surprises thrown into the mix. I was gutted to find out that only two weeks after we visited that they added a soft shell crab benedict to their menu!

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I opted for the Bistrotheque Breakfast, which comes with sausage, bacon, baked beans, layered potato, eggs, and toast. It’s a whole lot of food and Conor had to help me finish it off as I couldn’t quite manage it.

Their layered potatoes are something else though – they’re basically fried potatoes but served as stacked, thinly sliced cubes… I dread to think about how many calories they contained.

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Conor went for the Eggs Royale, which was served the traditional way on English muffins but it comes with a little twist, however, as the eggs are topped with caviar.

Now brunch isn’t brunch without a bloody mary (or two), and Bistrotheque mixes up a knockout – just don’t get your spice wimp boyfriend to try it because it really packs a punch.

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Bristotheque, 23-27 Wadeson St, London E2 9DR




Brunch at Jones & Sons

Restaurant hide-and-seek is the game Scott and I played when we headed to Jones & Sons in Dalston last weekend. In late October they packed up shop and moved just around the corner to a much larger venue which is located off Gillett Square, and boasts a separate bar area as well as a private courtyard for alfresco dining.

It’s an unassuming little place and incredibly easy to walk past as it’s only sign post on the main road is just a small menu. However, the restaurant itself is beautiful and it plays homage to its old surroundings and home – it’s kept some of the industrial ex-warehouse features and the space is kept deliberately minimalist and is completely flooded with natural light.

When Scott and I arrived the restaurant was completely packed full of people taking full advantage of the bottomless brunch offered, but we still managed to grab two seats at the bar. The bar itself is made of marble (and is made for getting that perfect Instagram shot), however the stools sit far too low making it quite difficult to eat.


Whilst Jones & Sons is known for the famous bottomless brunches, Scott and I decided to simply order from the menu. I was feeling a bit peek-ish from the following night so decided to kill my pounding head with a Bloody Mary – and boy, it did the trick. The drink was perfectly balanced, bright red and just the right thickness.

I went for the Eggs Royale – an English muffin, topped with smoked salmon, two poached eggs and lashings of hollandise sauce. Since a couple of failed attempts of a hollandise sauce at home I can really appreciate a good one, and at Jones & Sons theirs was the perfect consistency and not too tart from the vinegar and lemon.


Scott opted for the Full English which came with all the trimmings – a fried egg, black pudding, bacon, sausages, mushrooms, tomatoes, baked beans and toast. Now it’s not that I’m a slow eater, I just don’t believe Scott breathes when he eats as the plate was demolished in seconds flat.


Jones & Sons is definitely the place to come for a boozy brunch, but maybe not so perfect if you’re already nursing a hangover as it’s full of twenty-year-olds taking full advantage of the unlimited drinks.


Jones & Sons, 2G, stamford works, 3 Gillett St, London N16 8JH

Freakshakes at Molly Bakes

You’ve been living under a rock if you haven’t heard of Freakshakes. They’re indulgent milkshakes topped with ice cream and baked goods. Molly Bakes has recently opened a cafe in Dalston. As far as I’m aware they’re the only place in London serving them so Scott and I just had to try them out this weekend.


We huddled around a small table and ordered ourselves two cups of coffee, a chocolate freakshake for me, and a peanut butter one for him. The milkshakes are served in mason jars, topped with whipped cream, icecream, baked goods and a toasted marshmallow, and are well worth the £7 price tag. They come in four favours – chocolate, caramel, peanut butter and raspberry. If these sound like too much to handle they also have a range of cakes, cookies and brownies to choose from.


The rim of mine was covered with chocolate spread with mini chocolate balls stuck to it. It was then filled with chocolate milkshake and then icecream and whipped cream was piled on the top. Next came a chocolate brownie and the toasted marshmallow, and then it was drizzled with chocolate sauce. Scott’s was topped with a peanut butter cookie icecream sandwich instead of a brownie, and they were both amazing.


I’m really glad the bitterness of the chocolate came through with mine as I haven’t got the biggest sweet tooth – Scott had to finish mine off as it was way to big for me. If you’re going to have a cheat meal this is definitely the place to come to, just be prepared for a massive sugar rush.

Molly Bakes, 450 Kingsland Rd, E8 4AE