Cool Spot Alert
Sune in London. So, there’s this new joint in town, Sune, right at the bottom end of Broadway Market in east London. Pronounced “sooner,” it’s making waves in this hip foodie haven. And let me tell you, the term “foodie” is totally fitting for a place surrounded by artisan pastries, sourdough pizzas, and people pickling grusas capers like it’s an Olympic sport. Trying to grab a bite here is like playing a strategic game, and if a place gets hyped, you can bet it’s packed. I tried calling up Cafe Cecilia for a last-minute table – felt like asking the Tower of London if I could swing by and try on some crowns. Ridiculous.
The Power Couple Behind Sune
Now, enter Sune, open only a few evenings a week. It’s the brainchild of Honey Spencer and Charlie Sims, tagged as a “hospitality power couple.” Sounds intense, right? But no, they’re just awesome. Even on a rainy Wednesday evening, just weeks into their game, the place is buzzing.
Spencer, Sims, and their chef Michael Robins bring in some serious culinary pedigree. Noma? Check. Lyle’s? Check. Palomar, Barbary, Midland Grand Dining Room, and Akoko? All on the list. Spencer, a renowned sommelier, named the joint after her mentor, Sune Rosforth. So, expect a solid wine game, especially natural wines – about a dozen types by the glass. And if you’re like me, steering clear of the booze, Spencer’s got you covered with experimental, low-intervention, funky kombucha-style brews. They taste like elderflower marsh fog with a hint of feet and voles’ tears – not a diss, just the future of non-drinking, and it’s weirdly cool.
The Menu: Simple Yet Eccentric
Now, if the name Sune hasn’t already raised an eyebrow, let me break down the menu. It’s a single sheet, maybe 10 dishes that change regularly. One night, they’re serving ready-salted crisps with egg yolk and eel. And by that, I mean legit homemade crisps with chunks of silver-skinned fish.
Sune falls into the category of places like Primeur or Westerns Laundry, where the menu boasts phrases like “Galician sea urchin and tomato” alongside unexpected delights like crisps with egg yolk and eel. We kicked off with a hot homemade flatbread, waiting to dunk it into a bowl of whipped horseradish topped with orange salmon roe – killer combo. Then came the croque monsieur, a crispy, cheesy, sticky toastie with diced raw beef. Unconventional, but absolutely fantastic. We even shared a pasta dish with corra linn cheese, good but not stealing the show.
Sweet Tooth Satisfaction
Dessert options were concise – pear tart with sorbet or sorbet with meringue. Oh, and Shropshire blue with caraway crackers. They swiftly moved on to after-dinner treats, including whiskeys like Talisker 10-year-old and Laphroaig quarter cask. The pear tart was lovely, with crisp pastry and a pear topped with an eau de vie caramel sorbet that was basically luxury in a scoop.
Now, Sune has some seriously destination-worthy dishes and a couple that might slip your mind. But with the menu constantly changing, it’s the kind of spot you’d hit up out of sheer curiosity. The staff is friendly, the vibe is warm, and they’re still figuring things out, menu-wise, in the most public way. Right now, scoring a table here is easier than Cafe Cecilia – but just barely.