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The wagyu gunkan sounds like a Siberian prison, but we’d still order it; it’s beef tartare with oscietre caviar and fresh wasabi. Sit at the cushy chairs in the main dining area, face the robata counter, and watch the chefs cut away before that beautifully lit backdrop. It’s hard to avoid being packed like sardines inside a Hong Kong bar, but go up the spiral staircase and you’ll find a lounge that, although usually teeming with people, doesn’t feel claustrophobic. In a place like Hong Kong, where real estate is everything, that’s priceless.
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