Nov 23, 2014 - 0 Comments - Autumn, Dinner, Eating out, Winter -

Rivington / Shoreditch

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It is always nice to catch up with mum and dad. At the moment it is a rare treat for me, because most of the year they live a quarter-way-around-the -world. When I saw them, we found ourselves in North-East London around brunch-time with an hour to kill. My parents, frequent visitors of Shoreditch chose Rivington, a favourite haunt of theirs.

The outside of Rivington Shoreditch looks like an old converted warehouse – brick walls and giant windows. Inside the décor light, airy and all chunky wooden tables and steely modern touches. There’s a big curved bar that I can imagine sitting on and frittering away an afternoon drinking Bloody Marys and nibbling on their pork scratchings.

As soon as we sat down, we were brought a chunk of rustic bread – potato, onion and herbs – freshly baked of course. We wolfed it down as we poured over the menu. We had the British Charcuterie board and pickles to start to share, plus I immediately honed in on the Hereford beef Carpaccio with sauce gribiche and Kentish rocket. The Carpaccio was perfect, and the accompaniments balanced the flavours nicely.


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Carpaccio my love

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Charcuterie board in some of its glory – I didn’t get a picture until after we had started it

My whole family has a huge appreciation for good food (and lots of it please!) so as my dad skipped over the ‘Classics’ and chose eggs Florentine, I began to strongly suspect that if I wanted decent poached eggs, this was the place to get them. I went for eggs Royale and my mum chose the Loch Duarte salmon ceviche, which after trying I definitely will attempt to recreate at home. When the eggs arrived, all of my presumptions were accurate – perfectly poached, and burst bright orange yolks.

A note on the service – it was perfect. The waiters were very attentive, our glasses didn’t go empty once, and there was no awkward leaning around to get their attention at any point.

We skipped desert, stuffed. I ummed and ahhed over whether or not to get a blueberry crème brûlée but there were no other takers, and I certainly wouldn’t have managed it on my own. We opted for a round of coffees instead. If I wanted to be really picky, and say something that needed improving upon, it would be the coffee. The recent hipster interest in coffee has meant a sharp incline in overall standards, which has spoilt me – no micro foam on this latte. Still, it tasted good enough, and the espressos were great.

All in all, beautifully put together, and highly recommended. If you find yourself there, please order the blueberry crème brûlée and tell me about it so I can live vicariously through you.


Location: 28-30 Rivington Street, EC2A 3DZ

Tel: 020 7729 7053

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