You never quite know what you’re going to get with Shoreditch and, pushing open Oranj’s unmarked creaking black garage doors, we would be lying if we didn’t have shuddering visions of an orange wine and jumpsuit-type experience. Thankfully, the industrial wine bar with changing chef residencies is nothing of the sorts. Depending on who's in the kitchen, you can just as easily come to Oranj for a few pre-dinner glasses as you can for a whole sit-down affair. The space has the feel of a gallery opening, guest list-only, NTS-soundtracked supper club and, given its proximity to Brick Lane, still manages to feel quite secret.