
Bright and Airey Interior – Cornerstone
REVIEW – CORNERSTONE, HACKNEY WICK – Wondering through Olympic Park at Midday in the sweltering sun, Mrs.W is resplendent in Yellow and asks where are we going ? I jokingly point to my life long burden of a football teams Love/ Hate Stadium and answer that we are going to see West Ham. Even she knows this cannot be true and as although not being a football Fan she has realised I am at home on Saturdays now and therefore we must be between seasons, and anyway isn’t the World Cup on? She does not understand why West Ham are not in the World Cup, and maybe this explains her absolute disinterest in the game.
I am forced to admit we are in search of a new critically admired restaurant close to Hackney Wick Station by the name of Cornerstone. We are now leaving the wild flowers and vibrant green lawns of Queen Elizabeth Park and already crossing the canal, and she is concerned about the sudden change of surroundings. Wall to wall graffiti – street art?- , derelict buildings, scaffolding, cranes and noise and dust everywhere. Are you sure we are on the right road ? Yes, all good, as I check google maps again. Nothing to worry about, this is gentrification – in 5 years you will not recognise this place ( indeed 5 years back you probably would not be seen dead in it) and you will thank me for bringing you here before others succumb to its edgy beauty. We pass The Crate Beer/ Pizza joint which I advise her I have already frequented ( good booze and pizzas), and then Hackney Wick station, and she is a little more at ease. Five minutes around the corner and we are at our destination – Tom Browns new Restaurant – named Cornerstone after his favourite Arctic Monkeys track.
Tom has been the Head Chef at Nathan Outlaws Michelin starred The Capitol Restaurant for 2 years and has now opened his first independent concern in an area which is rough and ready, but has been on the up and up for sometime already. Canalside luxury wharf apartments are selling at half a million for just one bedroom and many urban bar/restaurant/ galleries are already calling Hackney Wick home. So Cornerstone is just another addition, but with a more iconic chef to steer its way clear of the other barges already in position.
The space is bright /airy/clean/ minimalist and with a whiff of the new about it, and at lunchtime, on a Wednesday, half empty. Not unsurprisingly the menu is very Fish/ Seafood orientated. We are seated close to where other Diners are already in situ but request a more quiet table in the corner which is immediately provided – I am sure the waiting staff can walk a few metres further to serve us.
The menu is one of around a dozen dishes ranging from the bread at £4 to the most expensive plate on the menu of Turbot with a Roast Chicken Butter Sauce at £17. Three desserts, and a wine list that is brief with 12 whites/ 7 Reds, and all very unfamiliar. A couple of sparklers and Roses, and a few beers/ cocktails. There are 7 items starred on the menu and these make up a Tasting Menu if you wish to indulge. Quite uniquely we are told that they would all be sharing sizes and would cost us £35 per head. Curiously if we went for the same dishes individually they would amount to £65 a head but clearly they would involve larger portions. We think this is a splendid compromise and would enable us to taste 7 dishes at what would appear to be a VFM knockout price – we are not wrong !

Best ever Sourdough Toast !
Asked if we would like to add any other dishes I opt for the Sourdough Toast. I have been sampling some stompingly good Sourdough recently but it is not usually toasted so wanted to see what they could do with it here. Wow ! What they can do with it ! Semi burnt, dripping in butter, wedges of sour bread arrived accompanied by a further round of Netherend Farm Butter. It smelt like the best ever toast you could imagine for breakfast and tasted like a cross between French Toast and a buttered Scone. Don’t know how they did such a simple thing so differently but the bread disappeared without a trace in record time.

Pickled Oysters
Fortunately our next course was hot on its Heels which were Pickled Oysters ( is there an R in the month?) with finely cut celery,dill leaves and a dollop of Horseradish Cream on top and nestling below. I would suggest just the Oysters were just lightly pickled, fortunately not an overpowering celery infusion, and a lovely little bit of heat from the Horseradish to hit you on the way down.
Next up – more butter ! This time in the form of a brown butter smothering some Raw Bream with Lemon and little crunchy Capers – lightly toasted ? This was an extremely rich dish, silky fish, raw, and if even fresher would be swimming in its own buttery pool of loveliness.

Bream swimming in brown butter
The little capers just adding that tiny bit of texture that could have been so easily lacking. The last of my sourdough toast is used to mop up what’s left of the butter in the dish !
We were both very happy and looking forward , albeit with a little trepidation, to the Soused Mackerel, which would be accompanied by Gooseberry, Cucumber and Seaweed. Trepidation as I am never quite sure about “ Soused”. The definition is something kept or steeped in pickle which can take the form of salty water or vinegar. As it was the Mackerel was neither heavily pickled or Salty – so maybe this was brief or light Sousing.
The Gooseberries maybe struggled to impart their flavour having to compete with Sousing,Cucumbers and Seaweed but other than that the dish was another fine plate. The Mackerel gleaming on the plate with its skin turned towards to us and it’s green accompaniments all inviting. Just a little more Gooseberry please Tom !
Line Caught Pollock followed which sat with a beautifully golden crisped skin beside a large helping of Cafe De Paris Hollandaise almost orange in intensity and containing more capers – oh yes ! Do like a good caper or two !

Sorry ate almost all before photo done !
This classic Hollandaise based sauce is traditionally served with an entrecôte steak and contains – surprise,surprise – lots of butter and various other ingredients depending upon whose recipe you follow – Anchovies, Worcester Sauce, Shallots, garlic etc. Here it is shown to go just as well with fish and nothing is left on the plate at the end.
The final main course is the show stopper. (Note no Carbs involved as yet, the plates are not huge at all, so we are not feeling over eaten in any way shape or form) This final savoury dish is Cider Braised Cuttlefish with Lentils,Apple and Spring Onion. This dish is another orange hued delight. The cuttlefish cut up into delicate soft pieces having just enough chew to retain taste and interest, and coupled with the acidity and crunch of the apples with the onion just about fighting for its own position, is an absolute marvel in tastes. ( By the way – fantastic uniform Petit brunoising on the Apples Guys !) Mrs W does not want to share this dish and manages to hold on to the lions share.

Iconic ? Cuttlefish !
Now feeling just a little fuller we tackle the one dessert that’s part of the tasting menu. It’s advertised as Chocolate Trifle with Cherry,Rum and Hazelnuts. It looks impressive and tastes like a fusion of an old fashioned trifle battling it out with a Black Forest Gateaux. Great crunch from the Hazelnuts, and some deep coloured cherries added to the boozy rum makes it a winning combo.

Trifle/ Black Forest Gateaux
So for a lunchtime tasting menu the portions are judged just right, and we are able to depart feeling satisfied and happy without feeling overblown and overdone at a cost of £74 for 2 plus alcohol – Fantastic Value ! Complimenting our helpful and happy waitress and commenting on the relative emptiness of the restaurant at lunch she responds by advising that every evening is manic, with all tables busy and a queue at the door. The Tasting menu takes a while to serve due to the number of dishes and therefore they appreciate the calmness of the lunchtime service. I imagine this could change as word gets around and tables get more difficult to come by in the evenings. Also Managed to have a quick word with Tom himself and thank him for his food – he asks what our favourite dish is, and I reply the Cider Braised cuttlefish. He advises that it appears to be the favourite of most people and he cannot think up a better dish presently so he will not be taking it off the menu. I liken it to potentially becoming a Koffmans Pig Trotter iconic dish that when Pierre tried to take off the menu resulted in outcry’s from his regular diners. Toms reply – “ I can only dream of being in such a position”.
The location of this restaurant may be putting off some potential diners – a friend of mine living in South Ken said that it feels like the other side of the world to them and this is putting them off visiting – and some locals are clearly objecting to the gentrification of the area, seen by Graffiti such as “ Shithouse to Penthouse” being painted onto derelict buildings.
However I can see that Tom will overcome these potential issues and maybe has already. Location, location, location ? Let’s see if the impressive cooking can overcome all, and storm the restaurant scene as the Arctic Monkeys stormed the music scene 10 years ago. I bet you look good on the dance floor ? – rather, bet you look good on the kitchen floor !
Rating – FOOD – Blazingly Hot Pan 5/5
SERVICE – 5/5
Cornerstone, 3 Prince Edward Road, Hackney Wick, E9 5 LX.
Tel No 0208 986 3922









And what was this extra taste lurking at the bottom – the addition of coffee which worked well will all of the other tastes on the plate. The basil in particular was very strong in taste and as we know strawberries/balsamic combination works well and here the pungent sorbet was a great accompaniment to the fizzy fresh strawberries.
The wine list is brief and ranges from £32 to £137 with many available by the glass and some as 500ml carafes. We washed down our meal with a Bottle of freshly acidic Rias Baxas Albariño at £74 and an earthy 2013 Paal Syrah from Navarra at £64.
What had finally prompted me to visit BAM was a special evening in partnership with Book publishers Phaidon Who we’re launching their brand new edition of their bible like tome “ Where Chefs Eat” – a Culinary Global map to restaurants where supposedly famous Chefs hang out. This is not a Michelin Star Fine Dining Directory , but one that mashes up Cheap Fantastic Eateries, Street Food And other affordable Dining options together with the more established wallet swallowing Restaurants that are more frequently reviewed/ critiqued. The book was to be presented by food critic and founder of Worlds 50 Best Restaurants – Joe Warwick. In fact upon arrival for our 8.30 slot it was Joe who we first encountered – who appeared to be doubling up as Barman – as he presented us with our first cocktail of the night a Bullit Frontier Lemonade with a punchy Bourbon base.











If you decide to visit Hide after reading this review please take note that the restaurant is very aptly named in that we walked straight past its nondescript And well hidden frontage and continued walking down Piccadilly towards Marble Arch. By the time we arrived at another excellent dining destination – Coya- I realised that we had ventured to far and we made an abrupt U turn and headed back towards Green Park station. Hide and Seek – where are you Ollie ?
Mrs.West started with Chesnut parcels in a light duck broth – little Tortellini shaped parcels bobbing about in a pungent and intend,y flavoured broth – actually deeply coloured as opposed to the light broth advertised but so good I was not offered a taster. I had opted for the Red Prawns with fragrant herbs in a chilled broth made from prawn shells. It was a picture on a plate, raw delicate prawns complimented with strong dill and fragrant aniseedy baby fennel.
The broth was earthy and well balanced – a delightfully refreshing dish perfect for a Summers Day. I had also opted to pay the £18 supplement for additional Exmoor Caviar – adding a little extra saltiness to the meal but unclear as to where in Exmoor they had unearthed Sturgeon?
Mrs West chose one of her Restaurant staples – Octopus- another picture of a plate having been barbecued and dressed with Moscatel Grapes, Lovage And White Miso. Another meal where not one morsel came my way but I was advised was soft,sweet but with a little smokiness and crunch from the Hot coals.
The rest of the menu was also extremely inviting with a Grilled Spice Quail with date syrup,Globe artichoke and toasted grains looking very much like a meal that would require testing on a second visit.



We were provided with a snack to keep us going – some little chickpeas that had been roasted with kefir lime leaves that tasted very aromatic and moorish, especially at 10.15pm as our table of four had not eaten for a very long time !
My friends were a little shocked by the enormous puffs that arrived but I had expected something akin to a giant pork scratching and I was not a million miles away from what turned up.
Next up were crispy baby Sicilian artichokes with a black shallot Ailoli (£8.50) Another unusual dish, not exactly very colourful, but, as it said on the tin, very crispy, dry admittedly, but when mixed with the lovely oniony purée and little flecks of burnt shallots around the edges, was another hit.
Then we had something that would be more refreshing unusual and really worked well. An early season Tomato and Coconut Salad , Green Strawberries and Tomato shrub. The list of ingredients felt like they should not be on the same plate.
The strawberries were in fact pickled green strawberries from one of the jars we had seen at the reception area, the coconut shredded, and the bowl also contained Tomato juices, which as my friend Claire exclaimed was “her dream Tomato Juice” . This really was a palet cleanser, as well as being an exotic and unusual salad, and we ended up with four spoons fighting for the remaining Tomato juice in the bottom of the bowl. Lastly from the starters was Char grilled sprouting broccoli , Chiankiang Vinegar and salted egg yolk (£9.50) which our waiter advised was his favourite on the menu.
I have no idea what the Vinegar was but the broccoli was beautifully grilled and to the side was a kind of egg yolk purée smeared across the plate with additions which we were explained to us but my brain cannot recall as by now was in overload. In fact each and every dish appeared to have so many previously unheard of ingredients (which I was not writing down and was drinking lots of red wine) that I will not be able to do the Restaurant justice. Indeed the restaurant was already thinning out as it was relatively late and it appeared the waiters had more time to explain each and every dish and relished the list of ingredients they were imparting to us. With a keen interest in food and method of preparation etc I was very happy with this, albeit I can imagine it would not be everybody’s cup of tea.
We thought the Octopus involved a long prep but the Beef short rib Pastrami, Horseradish and pistachio involved beef in a brined marinade for 7 days and a process too complicated to remember and report but just to know it involved sodium nitrate to keep the beef a pink colour ( or it would turn an unappetising grey). The beef fell apart at the touch of a fork and it reminded you of a posh version of a pastrami sandwich from Brick Lane, which I think that was the objective. This plate of course had the added luxury of a Horseradish purée, pistachios coating the beef, baby carrots and nasturtium leafs to garnish. It was impeccable and would draw me back for a second visit in itself. Lastly was the Pork Belly with an XO sauce and Cime De Rapa.
The XO is a Chinese sauce which supposedly contains all of the most luxuriant ingredients the Chinese could muster in days gone by. Cime di Rapa are Sicilian turnip tips with a very bitter taste but offset by the sweet XO sauce and blobs of onion purée on the side. The slow roasted pork belly had lots of fat adding to the umami taste in the mouth and if you could manage a bit of pork puff on the same fork you had another texture to enjoy at the same time. Another technically beautifully prepared dish that I would come back for tomorrow.
A wacky parsnip and coconut sorbet with Pandan and coffee – another combination which seems alien (X files again !) together on a plate but had a curious but not unpleasant taste.
The marshmallow being frozen had the taste and consistency of half marshmallow/ half ice cream (in a very pleasing way) which coupled with the sour rhubarb was very pleasant. Our free dessert was the Matcha Ice Cream, Malt Cookie and Miso, a sort of avant garden Creme Brûlée, The Miso sitting in little blobs atop a malty biscuit encasing the matcha ice cream.
The Miso here though was somewhat overpowering and was the one dessert we were not so keen on.

The bottle appeared to have 2 Angels kissing on the front label ( one male,one female), and that was what it was like to drink. Like kissing an angel, silky smooth, medium bodied and easy to drink without food – this could be a dangerous start to the evening! With my friend Ed planning on cycling back home to North London alarm bells were already ringing.





Upon entering you continue along a corridor and up a steepish staircase to the upstairs dining room where I immediately spot Mr.Parry busily at work at the open fireplace/ wood fired oven/ coal area. The room is inviting , all wood, bar down one side for walk ins, and all the cooking being performed right in front of you within an area basically doubling up as kitchen and pass, space being at a premium. Indeed so close to the oven/ grill was our table we were feeling as smoked as the food by the end of the evening – but that’s not a complaint.
Thereupon the menu appeared with a list of snacks, starters and mains all of which I would have happily eaten – that’s just how inviting and intriguing (albeit at the same time seemingly simple) the menu is. Narrowing it down to just a few dishes to share was extremely difficult but we went for the Oysters Roasted with Seaweed, Langoustines, and at Giles behest, as he commented that “it was the greatest new dish invented in this country in decades” the Chopped Egg Salad with Bottarga. The latter not being something I would have rushed to order without Giles’s revelatory recommendation.
The Oysters were maybe one of the best Oysters I have eaten, lightly smoked, and just warmed through to give an even more satisfactory mouthfeel than an Oyster normally provides. Langoustines were very lightly roasted/steamed ? with Rosemary so that there were almost raw.
The meat was soft and silky sweet as anything, and by sucking on the head you had just a hint of the rosemary coming through.
Unsure if it was “Epochal” as quoted by Giles – it had the feeling of eating very underdone scrambled eggs with salty fish eggs running through it, all in a very positive and enjoyable way, with the crunch of the toast complimenting the softness of the topping.
They are roasted in special “cages” seemingly purpose made for them, and after being exposed to the wood charcoal fire they are rested for a short time in the wood oven and then basted in their own gelatinous juices with an oil style Pil Pil emulsion before being presented at your table.
The only accompaniments on offer with the fish were a Tomato salad and smokey potatoes. We went for the Pink Fir Apple Potatoes which had been roasted skin on, and were gnobbly and gnarly, good, but I would have preferred them to have been crunchier on the outside, softer inside and even smokier, but a minor criticism. Could you oblige Mr.Parry ? 



When I was told I had to wear a chainmail glove I realised how dangerous this machine could be but thank good no injuries to report !


Onions and Apples were festooned around the place and the ambience was very exciting. We were a little early arriving and clearly the staff were still busying themselves in preparation, therefore I was not too perturbed in organising ourselves at this stage and approaching the bar area and organising our first drinks of the evening – a themed punch which contained Aperol,Pastis, Gin,milk of some kind and a grapefruit twist. £22 for a jug, and whilst a little sweet for my usual liking tasted quite pleasant and quite alcoholic. This had to be paid up front as apparently there was no method of toting up the drinks bill for each individual booking which I found a little strange and lacking in organisation, but OK we could let that slide.
Good. 20 minutes or so this style followed but with a whole array of meat dishes arriving more or less all at once with waiters giving some dishes to us directly some to our neighbours with no explanation other than “Lamb” or “ Guinea Fowl” or “Rabbit Pie”!
There was also a huge bowl of salad which was hardly touched being out of proportion to the rest of the food, and due to all dishes arriving like London Buses there was of course no room on the table, so we ended up balancing dishes on one another. Admittedly there were some hits, beef cheeks were falling apart due to the slow cook and had a nice depth of flavour and the rabbit pie was great comfort food.
