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What has this got to do with a public affairs blog you ask? Well, not a lot. Other than public affairs professionals have to eat too.
We are, after all, only human. As such if you wanted to see how we do that eating that is you would be well advised to visit one of two Japanese establishments on Rue du Trone. While the Japanese takeaway a couple of doors down throws in a free soup with your sushi take-away though you have to buy the wasabi. Both are excellent if you want to ditch the boulette and baguette for once.
It was with some excitement therefore that several platoons of FHers stumbled upon a new Japanese place on Rue Montoyer in recent weeks called Kokeshi. First, the setting. It whizzes around and you awkwardly reach over your lunchmate as you seek to grab that plate that caught your eye. But the rest of the place has all the warmth of my sushi factory. White walls. Big neon lights. Heck I felt like donning my all over body suit and using a sanitizing spray. Good for groups, if you can all fit round the small tables, not a winner for everything else.
Secondly, the food. The sushi is not bad from my humble perspective, though I bow to a former colleague come Commission official for awarding the gold stars. Really enjoyed the gyoza, although being warm they took a while.
Finally, the bill. I admit that my sushi making days are over. But every now and again I want to close my eyes, taste rice and dream of England. New food options! Sounds like I'm overdue for a visit. An enjoyable post -- if you haven't seen it, you can also relive your sushi making days by watching the movie 'Jiro Dreams of Sushi". It's excellent. Not sure if you have Netflix in Brux yet Of the places you mention, Hinodeya is probably the better choice.