Guru Guru | On the Search for Decent Sushi

The other day we went off grid down Covent Garden in search of some decent Sushi. Took a lot of effort, some wrong turns down Neals Yard. Eventually we settled on Guru Guru, on a Sunday, with no booking required.

Firstly, the positives. I like a good method of communicating with the help. There is a lamp on the table, you touch it, it goes from bright to orange. The orange indicates you're ready to order. I love this. There is nothing more painful than trying to catch the eye of your waiter who is clearly ignoring you.

I ordered a Tobacco Negroni, Beefeater Gin, Mondino Amaro, Tobacco Liquor, Maple Syrup & botanical smoke. It's the smoke that draws out the influencers. On the table next to us a couple spend at least 15 minutes filming their food. Jesus Christ.

We ordered 8 pieces of Sashimi. TUNA, SALMON, HAMACHI, SEA BREAM, all served on an ice platter. The quality was average.

As a side we chose the STIR FRIED WILD MUSHROOMS AND BOKCHOY wild mushroom and bok choy wok tossed with garlic slivers. The name was better than the taste.

Another side of GRILLED MISO AUBERGINE, TOMATO DASHI miso marinated grilled aubergine, fried shallots and garlic, masagoarare. Slightly better, but not by much.

"I think the lure of this place is that it doesn't offend," the wife remarked. There is no taste, no spice, nothing in any of the dishes that offers something that could move you to the notion of disgust. And by virtue, to pleasure.

I forget the name of the rolls we ordered, but that probably sums up the overall experience. Largely forgettable. The downstairs cocktail bar was loud, and looked like pure hell.

The hype:

The venue, spanning two floors, utilises everything that the world has to offer beneath and above the surface of the ground, our live sushi bar and underground cocktail bar brings that magic alive and transports you to another place and time.