The interior is cute, the food is delicious, and the low prices are nice, but the dishes were dirty,,,, It felt like visiting my grandmother's house in the countryside. The air conditioning was not effective either, so it was too hot to stay long.

+3

This was my first visit. On the day I went, there were unusual dishes such as ethnic-style seasoned rice, shrimp spring rolls, and tomato and enoki miso soup, and they were delicious. The rice was spicy with a pronounced celery flavor, so it might divide opinions, but I enjoyed it. The shrimp spring rolls were plump and springy too, pairing well with the chili sauce. Sweet potato was one of the sides, and its sweetness made the combination feel nicely balanced. A bite-sized grape daifuku was served for dessert too, and I would like to visit again.

You can have homemade meals here. Set meals are seven hundred yen. Dessert included. The kiwi sorbet & ice cream are delicious. They hold events too. I went for a lunch called the Curry Fair, with 3 choices. Ethiopian curry. It was delicious. No disappointments so far. Wonderful.

+3

First, the water glass was dirty and the water smelled, so I could not drink it. The counter was cluttered with belongings, and there was a Gokiburi Hoi Hoi cockroach trap. There was another Gokiburi Hoi Hoi trap somewhere visible from the table seats. Just filthy. And a cockroach was walking on the wall by the table seats. Lunch was cold shabu. It was utterly unhygienic, so I will not visit a ２nd time. My rating is minus１ star

Absolutely awful. I have no desire to ever use this place again. I visited about 1 month ago. I ordered the cake set (herbal tea), but after putting a pot on the heat and waiting a while, they asked, “What was your order again?” which made me a little uneasy. I also heard the cake being heated in the microwave, but when it finally came out, the top was lukewarm and dry, while the bottom was as cold as if it had just come out of the refrigerator. Honestly, it was so questionable that I thought, I am paying for this… The final straw was finding the owner's hair in the cake (it was white, so definitely not mine). I simply could not eat any more and left it. Apple cake itself now feels traumatic, and I cannot eat it anymore. I keep having flashbacks of that white hair sticking out…