Michikusa Bazaar — Restaurant in Sapporo

Japanese-Indian fusion sounds intriguing, right? Well, I thought so too, but this place in Sapporo taught me that some things are better left unfused. Our dining experience was a wild rollercoaster ride of mismatched flavors, blandness, and questionable culinary decisions—all at a small restaurant where “service” must be a concept too avant-garde to implement.

The tasting menu began with promise: a medley of flavors that took me on a journey… to nowhere. Individually, each element was interesting, but together, it was like someone had let Google Translate handle the recipe conversions between Japanese and Indian. These flavors were clearly from different planets. Not worlds apart—planets.

The middle portion of the menu was so uninspired it felt like the chef just gave up. The dishes were bland, managing to insult both the delicate artistry of Japanese cuisine and the bold, punch-you-in-the-mouth flavors of Indian food. It’s like they said, “What if we gave you all the worst aspects of both? Wouldn’t that be fun?” Spoiler: no.

But things took a tragicomic turn towards the end. A pita appeared, slathered in cheese that looked and tasted like it had just been rescued from a suburban kid’s after-school snack in the early 90s. Remember those microwaved pitas with shredded cheese? Yeah, so did the chef, apparently.

And just when I thought it couldn’t get weirder, the final dish was a curry that defied comprehension. I honestly would have preferred a box of Japanese Golden Curry. At least that has flavor. This concoction lacked character, soul, and any trace of coherence. It was like curry with an identity crisis.

To top it off, the food was served at a temperature that could rival the surface of the sun. My partner, who is Japanese, suffered second-degree burns trying to eat this molten lava disguised as cuisine. The server’s response was as cool as the chef’s unapologetic silence. You know it’s bad when you need a first-aid kit, and what you really needed was an apology.

On the bright side, the wine we picked was great—probably because the chef didn’t have anything to do with it. And the ingredients? High quality, I’ll give them that, even if they were mangled beyond recognition.

In conclusion, if you’re in the mood for a gastronomic experience that’s bland, bizarre, and potentially hazardous to your health, this is your spot. Otherwise, I’d recommend sticking to Sapporo’s many other, better, and less...

What a terrible disappointment. The food lacked flavor and it’s Indian food. I was hoping for a fusion that brought out the best of both worlds, but fell short. Would have been happy just eating regular Indian food or Japanese curry. Don’t get the hype at all.

The ambience of the restaurant was nice, but besides that, I have nothing good to say.

First of all the waitress seemed to know nothing about the actual dishes. I asked what the spice is on a dish and she went to go ask the chef and told me it was mustard seeds. It was definitely not mustard seeds. We also had some horribly bland deep fried spring rolls that she didn’t tell us was super hot and I burned my fingers to the point I had to soak it in ice water for the remainder of the meal. No apologies from the waitress or the chef.

Really bad value for some mediocre food plated nicely. I think it’s highly rated because Indian food is likely a novelty...

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