I had been staying in Scandinavia for weeks with my kids and extended family when my husband had a chance to visit us in Copenhagen. We walked from the train station--it's about a 15 minute walk to this sterile, unappealing, high-rise hotel that is really off the beaten track. The restaurant is in the penthouse. Here's the thing: DO NOT just show up at this place. You will die of hunger waiting for a table without a reservation. Then again, I'm not even sure they take reservations. We were there on a Thursday evening and the place was jammed and we waited over an because you're just stuck because there's nothing else around because--did I say it's off the beaten track? The view from the hotel roof is breathtaking--take many, many photos and sit outside by the fireplace--it's great!
Now the food. I speak some Swedish and understand some Danish but cannot speak it. That said, everyone in under 40 in Denmark speaks English because it is taught in school. Except for our waiter. He spoke almost zero English. It was fine though because he was as cute as a button and very nice. Other waiters translated for him. Now, in Scandinavia, they DO NOT SERVE EEL. At any Japanese restaurant. That's right, sports fans: no unagi anywhere. Hrmmmph. I was annoyed by this from Stockholm to Malmö, from Helsingør to Aalborg: no unagi. And virtually no Japanese people at any sushi restaurant. 'Save the eels' or some such well-intentioned claptrap has caused this. If that is not is not a deal breaker for you, carry on. But here's the thing. In this restaurant, and elsewhere in Scandinavia, they inexplicably put MAYO SAUCE on the maki sushi. To my palate, this is just disturbing and sickening. But the nigiri sushi is delightful, with big luscious slabs of glistening salmon, but for some reason no yellow tail (or maybe they call it something else there). Also delish is any sashimi dish--although, TBH, I wouldn't eat any tuna or mackerel from the North Sea frankly with all the Norwegian oil refineries churning away off shore, but that's just me. If you have youngish kids, you have them eat maki because it's usually cooked--but let me tell you, spoiled, hipsterish kids like mine will make faces and become very dramatically ill if you put any kind of mayo sauce on their sushi. And they seem to make it that way all over Scandinavia. JFC.
The ambiance is very enjoyable--the decor is black and sleek and minimalist-art-fanboi and I love the very cool t-shirts on the waiters. They should sell them. The shirts, not the waiters.
6.75/10 because of the mayo sauce. read more