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Originally published on Friday, 11 August 2006

Found

The cry would ring round Shoreditch late at night, slurred into mobile phones by 'kids' resembling extras from one of those mock historic battles, only one that was pitched between teams dressed from the 1970s and the 1980s: "Have you Found it yet?"

Sadly, this nightly grail to find Shoreditch's most dilettante and peripatetic of bars is no more, and everyone's grown up a bit. The recent opening of Found testifies to this new maturity, located as it is in thoroughly find-able Great Eastern Street, on the old site of Turkish restaurant Savarona.

Found brings a touch of grown-up glamour and a sophisticated design edge to the area, counterbalancing the bare concrete shells which so often pass for design in these parts.

If Donna Karan took it upon herself to open in Shoreditch, this is what it might look like. Food is Modern European - you know roughly what I mean - but that's irrelevant, the key question is: can the club kids sit down long enough to eat it?

Found
66 Great Eastern Street, EC2A 3JT
020 7739 2500

by SOC

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