Gemini N.
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I have only experienced omakase in Japan and Korea, from small casual counters to high-end restaurants. As someone who truly loves sashimi, I was curious to try omakase in Saigon during this trip. And as expected, it turned out to be a very… different experience.
The restaurant is located in a small alley and the walk in feels very raw and very Vietnamese. The area in front of the restaurant was somewhat messy, with wastewater, which slightly dampened my first impression. Inside, the space is quite small and not very organized. When I sat down at the counter, the table had not yet been set up and everything felt a bit unfinished, which left me slightly confused at the start of the meal.
I was seated at the counter. On both sides were groups of Vietnamese and foreign guests, drinking and chatting rather loudly. By traditional omakase standards, this definitely makes it harder to focus on the food. But seen from another angle, it is also a very Saigon scene: lively, spontaneous, and unconstrained.
From my experiences in Japan and Korea, the chef usually controls the pace of the meal, and each piece is meant to be eaten immediately at its optimal moment. Communication between the chef and the guest, even if brief, is an essential part of the omakase experience. Here, the chef did introduce the dishes, but his voice was very soft and quite fast, and most of the explanations involved foreign culinary terms. In a rather noisy environment, it was almost impossible to clearly hear or fully understand what was being said. This felt a bit unfortunate, as that sense of connection and storytelling is such a beautiful part of the omakase spirit.
I imagine the chefs are working extremely hard, serving many guests at once, which may leave them with little energy for extended conversation. As for the food itself, in my personal opinion, it was acceptable but not particularly memorable, lacking a clear standout moment. Considering the price of one course, I had hoped for a stronger overall impression.
That said, I do not consider this a “bad” experience. On the contrary, it was unique in its own Saigon way. Every city interprets omakase differently, shaped by its environment, people, and rhythm of life.
If there is one thing I genuinely wish for, it is that the chefs here receive better support. Whether through higher pay, more staff, or fewer guests per seating, so the true spirit of omakase can be preserved. I believe that when chefs are less exhausted, refinement and connection naturally return to the food.
A different experience, full of thoughts, and a very honest snapshot of omakase in Saigon. 🫶😊