My Secret Sushi Spot

I have something terrible to admit.

Sometimes (very, very rarely) I come across a little gem of a place… and I don’t tell anyone.

Not friends, family, I don’t Instagram it, I don’t blog. I just savour this secret little spot all to myself (and whoever I happen to be with whenever I fancy going there, though I swear them to secrecy on pain of death).

I’ve been keeping this particular little sushi shop close to my chest for a couple of reasons.

  1. It’s tiny. (I liked being able to actually get a table!)
  2. It’s in Chelsea and sushi in Chelsea is not easy to come by.
  3. It . is . so . good.

Essentially it’s just the sort of place you want to go on a lazy Sunday.

Slip into your comfiest loafers…

Finge loafers

…pull on your cosiest coat…

Shearling and suede

…and settle into with a nice cup of ginger tea.

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Before ordering up a storm!

Great sushi in Chelsea London

That’s just how we roll, baby.

Best sushi in Chelsea

Spicy edemame

Spicy edamame, warm and smothered in a spicy garlic sauce.

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Maki rolls.

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Sashimi.

Acocado nigiri

Spicy avocado nigiri.

This might not sound all that special, but I swear this restaurant must have London’s only supply of truly ripe, California style avocados. Vividly green, still full of goodness, creamy, not too soft, topped with spicy mayo.

So much more than the sum of its parts.

Dragon roll

Dragon rolls, obviously!

These have the added crunch of al-dente asparagus along side the tempura prawn middle.

Fresh.

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All followed by the mother of all comfort food.

Marmite chicken.

Marmite chicken

Not actually made with marmite, just a wonderful dark, sticky, umami sauce.

The chicken is fried in a duvet like batter, and is so mind blowingly succulent I almost couldn’t believe it was just chicken (the first three times I had it).

The trick is to ask for it to be served on noodles, not rice.

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I’m yet to make it to the pudding course, though they do look tremendous.

I generally just make the long waddle home, in an effort to work off some of those noodles.

Cosy in London

Shearling coat // Skinny jeans

Fringe bag

Fringe loafers (get a size up, comfiest shoes you’ll ever own)

Now. I suppose it’s finally time I broke my silence.

My guilt over keeping this place to myself is far too much to bear, it really does deserve to be shared.

It’s called OKA, you’ll find it on the King’s Road (No. 251 where Kurobuta used to be).

Book a table (YES you can actually book a table. In London! I know, incredible.)

And send me a snap of you rollin’ with the homies. You’re going to love it.

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