A few doors along from Shacklewell Lane’s most famous venue - home to opaque memories or worse, clear ones - is Oren. The menu is eastern Mediterranean, calling on Israeli and Greek influences, plus some hybrid-type dishes. But the thing to know about this corridor-ish restaurant is that everything is really very good. Stone-baked flatbread still warm at the table, pickled vegetables and standout tzatziki ready to be piled on, a whole pork chop with roast garlic and preserved lemon perfect and a little pink inside. Much of the menu reads fairly simple and much of the menu tastes fairly fantastic.