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Lina Stores review: Canary Wharf branch impresses with simplicity

Recently opened at Crossrail Place, the restaurant draws on more than 80 years of history to deliver a high quality Italian dining experience

Grilled prawns with tomatoes and garlic at Lina Stores - image by Jon Massey
Grilled prawns with tomatoes and garlic at Lina Stores – image by Jon Massey

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There’s a danger with growth, especially when it comes to hospitality brands.

A business founded and nurtured with passion by its creators can lose its appeal as economies of scale dislocate a sprawl of branches from the things that made the place good to start with. 

It’s understandable. Those seeking a profit margin will always be tempted to trim an ingredient here or there.

It’s an equation where small differences can translate into big savings.

The risk is how close to tipping the scales does an operation dare go? Will the punters really notice a sauce made with two cloves of garlic instead of three? How about one?

Fortunately, Lina Stores – recently opened in Canary Wharf’s Crossrail Place in the unit formerly occupied by The Breakfast Club, is more concerned with value and quality for its customers than making a quick buck.

At least, that’s the message it’s sending out on its pale green plates.

There could be a few reasons for this.

Firstly, the brand’s lineage is an 80-year-old deli in Soho rather than a beloved restaurant.

That brings with it a certain dedication to quality born of a family-run institution that was conceived primarily to supply Londoners with the kind of Italian treats which were a rarity at the time it opened.

The restaurants, which can now be found in 11 locations in London and Manchester, plus three in Japan, aren’t tasked with replicating an existing establishment, but instead aim to showcase produce.

The original shop is a jumping off point for this, rather than something to be photocopied.

Secondly, the team at White Rabbit Projects, which has worked with Lina to expand the brand, have clearly shed sweat to tread lightly.

Clean and green: The first floor dining room at Lina Stores in Crossrail Place - image by Jon Massey
Clean and green: The first floor dining room at Lina Stores in Crossrail Place – image by Jon Massey

an Italian ethos

Italian cooking at its best lives or dies on the quality of its ingredients often in spare, unfussy combinations.

There’s nowhere to hide and Lina isn’t afraid to be the neutral backdrop to the stars topping its green and white-striped serving paper.

The aesthetic of the Canary Wharf restaurant follows this pattern.

Head upstairs from the ground floor deli and you’ll find a bright, airy space with a barrel-vaulted ceiling.

Everything is in shades of pale green save the floor – marble the shade of emeralds at night.

There’s an open kitchen  too, with stools for diners who want to watch the magic happen.

It’s a minimal scheme akin to the slender black picture frames used to contain the delicate art on its walls.

This is because Lina saves nearly everything for the eyes and mouth.

30-yolk tagliolini pasta with truffle, a fabulous over load - image by Jon Massey
30-yolk tagliolini pasta with truffle, a fabulous over load – image by Jon Massey

sampling the food at Lina Stores

To start, we crunch the flesh of fresh green Bella Di Cerignola olives (£4) while making up our minds.

Burrata (£10) comes bathed in a little pool of extra virgin olive oil and dusted with black pepper – a simple, creamy delight on the tongue with a pleasant tang. 

Next comes the grilled prawns (£13) – three chunky specimens that arrive with a wedge of lemon and dressed with fresh tomatoes and garlic.

Expertly singed, these give up their meat without effort in sweet little chunks – an excellent way to whet the appetite for what we’re really here to try.

Lina in Soho is known for its fresh pasta, trays of which in its windows have been tempting passers-by through the doors for decades.

So what of the restaurant offering?

We order three due to greed and the desire to be comprehensive – the Jerusalem artichoke and ricotta ravioli (£10.50), the lamb sausage ragu pappardelle (£14.50) and the 30-egg yolk tagliolini with black truffle (at £17.50, the most expensive option on the menu).

The portions are sensible, the kind you might actually get as a first plate in a restaurant in Italy.

But the flavours are outsize.

The ravioli is earthy and vegetal, the tagliolini a fabulous overload of truffle, but the star of the show is the deep, rich pappardelle shot through with seasonal greens and chilli.

Great value, high quality. 

When the staff have relaxed into things – clearing away the plate for discarded olive pits without asking while I was still chewing, was a minor misstep – Lina is shaping up to be very good indeed. 

**** (4/5)

Jerusalem artichoke and ricotta ravioli at Lina Stores - image by Jon Massey
Jerusalem artichoke and ricotta ravioli at Lina Stores – image by Jon Massey

key details: Lina Stores

Lina Stores is located at street level in Crossrail Place. The restaurant is open daily from 11.30am-11.30pm.

The deli is open from 8am-5pm on weekdays and from 9am-5pm at weekends.

Bar Lina is open from 5pm to midnight, Tuesday-Thursday and from 5pm-1am, Friday-Saturday.

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Brother Marcus review: It’s Canary Wharf branch is superb

We check out the brand’s latest opening at YY London in Reuters Plaza and find a genuine hospitality gem with an excellent all-in deal

A prelude to the main event, the rip and dip platter at Brother Marcus - image by Jon Massey
A prelude to the main event, the rip and dip platter at Brother Marcus – image by Jon Massey

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There’s a lot of bullshit in the world right now isn’t there?

Much of social media is trying to sell you stuff – everything is perfect, ideal, a must, not flawed, cracked reality.

It’s always been there, but perhaps AI is heightening the desperation as it regurgitates the dross we’ve already created, sometimes nonsensically with extra adjectives. 

The word imitation is, after all, only a letter away from limitation.

It’s why historical replicas, no matter how good, are always disappointing stand-ins, even on museum shelves.

Fakes are no substitute for the genuine article. 

That’s why one chap promoting an art fair didn’t turn my head with a pitch that rested on the event being a “great alternative for those who didn’t get tickets to Glastonbury” because it happened to fall on the same dates. 

Seriously? We’re supposed to believe buying prints is qualitatively similar to passionately dancing around a muddy field in the mass shared worship of The 1975?

Who thought that would actually fly?

Fortunately, the mental drag of all this nonsense means, when one does encounter a real gem, it shines ever so much more brightly.

Undoubtedly, Brother Marcus gleams.

I had high expectations.

Mentioning the restaurant in conversation, people who’d been to other branches expressed excitement that one was to open at the YY London building in Canary Wharf’s Reuters Plaza.

Its co-founders, in interview, had a sense of irrepressible fun about them – the kind of attitude where the important things are taken seriously but without pretension.

Frankly, it’s delightful to attend as a diner and see the meat on those bones.

Brother Marcus' Marvo Daiquiri blends rum and blackberry - image by Jon Massey
Brother Marcus’ Marvo Daiquiri blends rum and blackberry – image by Jon Massey

lots to like

The first thing I like is the staff.

They’re welcoming, down-to-earth and laid back in exactly the right kind of way.

Our waiter gives off the impression that he’s only just tried the dishes on offer and has experienced multiple revelations.

It isn’t a studied performance, but genuine enthusiasm and it’s charming.

This brings me to the second thing I like.

For £42 per head, Brother Marcus will take away the chore of actually making decisions on ordering and just bring a selection of dishes, tailored to preference and dietary requirements. 


Halloumi and watermelon with seeds at Brother Marcus Canary Wharf - image by Jon Massey
Halloumi and watermelon with seeds at Brother Marcus Canary Wharf – image by Jon Massey

My usual aversion to small plates – which are too often skewed to the restaurant’s benefit, with over-ordering the desired outcome rather than dining pleasure – never extends to mezze.

The East Mediterranean great gift to the world has been sadly distorted by many venues trying to up their spend per head.

Not so at Brother Marcus.

Our waiter takes over and swiftly delivers tap water and a platter of soft pitta breads coated with the zingy herbs and spices of za’atar.

Along with these come dishes of vibrant dips, all dusted with bright and colourful things, plus a little bowl of chilli-laced olives.

The smoked aubergine baba ghanoush is destined at some point to become a controlled substance, given its dangerously addictive properties.

letting Brother Marcus drive…

One of the pleasures of opting for Marcus’ Choice, is not really knowing what’s going to happen.

To help cope with the uncertainty, I order signature cocktail the Marvo Daiquiri (£12.50), a blend of rum, blackberries, ginger juice and lime. 

It’s a bouncy character, a little like a Moscow Mule that’s had a dose of spice and burst through a hedgerow on its way to freedom, a potent libation that makes the ensuing cascade of dishes even more amusing.

And come they do.

There’s a Greek salad, pan fried halloumi, a whole grilled bream, lamb saddle souvla and a sliced onglet steak, with baklava to finish.

To help us through, we order wine on tap at a mere £29 for 75cl.

It comes in a plain bottle from Attiki in Greece and lends weight to the fantasy that we’ve stumbled into a popular taverna.

Greek salad with whipped Feta - image by Jon Massey
Greek salad with whipped Feta – image by Jon Massey

In fact the terracottas, textured walls and open kitchen all contribute to this feeling. 

Yes, we’re in Canary Wharf, but it’s not too hard to dream that beyond the warmly lit walls, just outside, azure waters are lapping at rocky island shores.  

I’m further transported by the food itself.

The cooking here is skilled. The Greek salad is sharp and salted with a dollop of whipped Feta.

The halloumi comes piled with sweet watermelon and seeds, dressed with a minty sauce. 

The onglet is hot, sexy pink in the middle and doused with chives, while the bream swims in a lime green sea of almond and dill gremolata.

Then there’s the rich and gamey lamb, bounding over its spinach dressing and coated with ouzo and anchovy.

It’s a lot, but everything feels special – a treat to share rather than a problem to divide. 

One bite is enough to turn me into an evangelist for each dish, a building crescendo of enthusiasm my poor dining partner has to endure.

But really, it is that good…

The bream left us beaming - image by Jon Massey
The bream left us beaming – image by Jon Massey

mission accomplished

Brother Marcus’ mission was to bring a genuine sense of Mediterranean hospitality to London – relaxation, carefree dining and, most importantly, bold, moreish dishes.

It does this in fine style. 

With its weatherproof terrace now open, this should be the hit opening of the summer. 

The flavours are excellent, the service faultless and the interior a gentle pleasure on the senses, but is Brother Marcus good value?

Well, at £84 for two, Marcus’ Choice yielded an impressive £145 worth of a la carte choices – basically a discount of 40%.

I was promised a groaning table and, while the furniture was complaining loudly, I certainly wasn’t. 

This discount may not be replicated exactly on all occasions – dishes and house decisions vary with Marcus’ Choice – but the quality and variety here makes a compelling case for any Wharfer who cares for their stomach to visit and to do so urgently. 

***** (5/5)


Nutty power: the baklava sandwich - image by Jon Massey
Nutty power: the baklava sandwich – image by Jon Massey

a note on dessert at Brother Marcus

At £8.50, the baklava sandwich, filled with rich pistachio ice cream was less a way to round things off and more the climax to the whole meal.

Despite the abundance of syrup and honey cream, this was a showcase of the power contained within these little green kernels and pulled off the difficult trick of using the sweetness as a backdrop to the main event rather than letting it dominate proceedings. Superb.

The rich, juicy onglet - image by Jon Massey
The rich, juicy onglet – image by Jon Massey

key details: Brother Marcus

Brother Marcus is located at the base of the YY London building in Reuters Plaza, Canary Wharf.

The venue is open from 7am-11pm on weekdays, from 9am-11pm on Saturdays and from 9am-9pm on Sundays.

Find out more about the restaurant and bar here

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