Dark, sexy, hip. It's as if you are dining on a post apocalyptic movie set (think: Akira).
The kitchen is so small that it over spills onto an alcove under the stairs to the bathroom. You can see a guy chopping up nori sheets as he munches on some while you dine. Let's face it, you want to come here for the experience.
That's not to say that the meal doesn't satisfy, because they bring it in the pint size kitchen. The food doesn't shy away from flavours, multiple times they wowed us. Although not everything is a winning dish for us, and I seem to not agree with some yelpers here, our favourite are the Salmon Aburi, and hot hot tofu, and Uni bomb.
Also had the miso ice cream - would recommend trying it if at least 2-3 people are willing to share. It's quite an umami explosion and not for the faint of heart.