Bonnie's — Restaurant in Stockholm

Well this was a hard one for us socially restricted Finns. Most of the crew wore suits with ties, which made us wonder if I should have brought a neck tie also. Luckily we were first served water by a man without neck tie or even a jacket, whose beard and full sleeve tattoo made him look like he had his another job selling IPAs and lattes to an audience with beanie hats worn inside.

The ordering was a little bit awkward, maybe it was that none of us spoke our native tongue or maybe it was what others have commented of the service. My English is limited to higher considerations than food, so I found my vocabulary lacking. We ordered caviar for starters, and the waiter didn't ask which one, which was a bit stressing, as the price started from around 250 and went up to 2000. I tried to fix the situation by saying roe, which was a word I saw on the cheapest one, and the waiter gave me an acknowledging nod. We ordered the rest, had an awkward moment of ordering wine too. We were then left wondering if we get to pay 4000 kronor for the starters, and how much will the wine bottle cost. Waiting, we got some excellent bread, and I googled what roe means.

Then the caviar came, and the waiter accidentally tipped the chopped onion cup on my wife's side of the table and on her lap. He did not clean it, but said "it's just onion," which was reassuring. We found out that the caviar chosen for us wasn't the 250 kronor one, which we were hoping to get, but luckily also not the 2000 kronor one. They probably guessed that Finnish are so socially awkward that they will not raise a fuss over 600 kronor starter plate when it was not the worst case scenario. This was the first time I ever ate caviar, and it was... salty. Not quite as fishy as salmon or whitefish roe. Would not pay 600 kronor for it again.

I got the veal tartar, which was mixed in front of us, yet another hardship to endure for us Finns, who measure personal space in several meters. The waiter engager in what I assumed was this small talk they do in the big world, and I tried my best, managing sentences with several words in them. When in Rome, and so on. My tartar came with frenched potatoes, which was odd considering the atmosphere, but then again they had Burger King in old town so... The tartar was good though. My wife's chicken was good, but like my fries, not really very fine dining.

After eating our bellies full - the portions were very big - we noticed other customers getting chocolate piggy banks that they would whack open with oohs and aahs. We decided that we were not hungry enough by ruining the mood of having blank stares and possibly whacking the plate in half along with the dessert, so we got the check, brushed the rest of the onions on the floor and left. The wine was only half of what our starters cost, and I almost managed not to fumble with the unexpected way the card reader asked for tips.

All in all the food wasn't quite as fancy pants as the rest of the place, and it was socially exhausting. Next time we'll look for some hipster style casual expensive dining, I'm sure Stockholm has that too.

I must give bonus for the unexpected movie thematic, having Samuel L Jackson lookalike from Pulp Fiction and Christian Bale character from American...

Unpleasant greeting and discriminatory table placement by head waitress laid groundwork for the entire experience.

We were the first to arrive at the "Lazy Breakfast Sunday brunch" as we booked a table at 11.15 am on Sunday March 6th 2022. Nobody was there, the dining room was empty. Yet the head waitress nonchalantly placed us three to the darkest and furthest away table right next to the toilets. This was absolutely disgusting, and we were flabbergasted as to why she did that while the whole place was literally empty. We naturally asked a friendlier staff, and he changed our tables. The table was still not in the nicest spot, since one of us was stuck between a pillar. So that wasn't a good experience at all. And we checked during the entire time we sat there; nobody was placed at that spot. That lady head waitress probably thought that we didn't have the right looks nor right appearance of the posh clientele from Östermalm. Bummer. We even asked the head waitress for how long we could stay, and she didn't know. Approximately 30 minutes before our time was up, another waiter told us that we could stay until 1pm. So basically only 1 hour + 45 minutes. Not even 2 hours.

We literally saw everyone else getting much better table placements, yet we were treated this way? I've naturally expressed this right before leaving to the staff and she seemed to have taken notes and she also apologized on the head waitress behalf. But this is still not enough to compensate for the very high expectations we had of this place.

Another thing, the misleading and missing information about the rate. I had a champagne flute and paid 495 SEK, while the rest of the company had alcohol free bubbly flute and they paid 385 SEK each. Then there's another rate for those that don't want any drinks. Rates/prices should be provided and should be more visible. In other words, one shouldn't awkwardly ask for the rates. It should be indicated at the start.

Anyways, the one-star rating is motivated by the following: *The quality of the food. No doubt, this is absolutely and genuinely the finest breakfast buffet I've ever had in Stockholm so far. The eggs Benedict drenched in Hollandaise sauce was delightful and addictive. The fruit table was amazing, fresh strawberries and pineapples with dozens of garden-fresh fruit juices and smoothies. The mini croissant and pain au chocolat tasted just like in France and the Belgian waffles was amazing. *The friendly and engaging table waiters who worked hard to make our visit as pleasant as possible. Which they absolutely did.

Unfortunately, none of it could compensate for a better rating. So overall, I'd say that Bonnie's Sunday brunch buffet is a bit overrated and does not...

You’re seated promptly, which is appreciated, though the corner tables could benefit from better lighting - they feel a bit dim and disconnected from the rest of the space.

The coffee is acceptable, but nothing memorable. The English mini breakfast lives up to its name: small and lacking in variety. The omelet is well-prepared and enjoyable, but the French toast is underwhelming soft and soggy, without much flavor or texture.

The cold cuts are difficult to serve yourself, and the cheese selection is disappointing both in taste and presentation. It might help to reposition the cold cut station to a more prominent spot and move the juice station to the corner instead. That would improve flow and visibility.

Speaking of juice: the carafes are consistently filled to the brim, making them heavy and awkward to pour from. The green juice carafe in particular is difficult to handle without spilling. A more practical refill level would make the self-service experience smoother and less stressful.

Overall, the setup could benefit from a few layout adjustments and more attention to detail in the food presentation. There’s potential here, but it’s not quite...