Corner Room, Bethnal Green, London

I spent the day in London today as part of the second half of The Old Man's Birthday celebrations having been out in Cambridge yesterday and my sister, as she usually does, sourced an excellent lunch venue at the Corner Room in Bethnal Green. She has a blog that covers women's fashion, but this lunch was exceptional enough to warrant a rare exception to that rule and at £21 for 3 very high standard courses of food, who can blame her. I was camera-less on the day so she took some pics of the occasion.
I started with Sea Trout which came with shards of cucumber, celery and onion, the plate spotted with a green emulsion of some kind and sprinkled with fish eggs and crunchy, brown crumbs with a subtle nuttiness to them. This was good and wasn't overly fish; I experienced no lingering aftertaste. I don't usually go for fish eggs but they worked well in the context of the dish here.
My main was an Onglet (Beef skirt) Steak which came with discs of swede, long stemmed mushrooms and those crunchy, nutty crumbs, though bigger than on my starter. There was also a curve of tangy apple sauce and a light vegetable based cream. This was excellent, the soft beef with the apple being my favourite part of the meal until I tasted the lamb. Oh what amazing lamb! I'll definitely be having that should I visit again.
For dessert I had Leche Frita which was somewhere between a bread and butter pudding and freshly made doughnuts in terms of taste. The almost white insides were fried in a crispy brioche crumb coating and served with plump sultanas, cream and a curve of mango sauce. A very satisfactory end.
At every stage I was impressed with the attention to detail, the marriage of flavours and the thought put into getting different textures into each dish. This is a place definitely worth taking the effort to seek out on the first floor of Town Hall Hotel if you happen to be in East London.
My dinner later that evening at Highlight in Camden while watching on in horror as the poor second comedian got punched by a woman (not part of the act) pales (foodwise) in comparison!