Fushan Restaurant

£8 - £20 / Japanese, Asian, Sushi, Vegetarian options

44 New Oxford St, London

Opening hours

11:30AM-10:30PM

Sunday 11:30AM-10PM
Monday 11:30AM-10:30PM
Tuesday 11:30AM-10:30PM
Wednesday 11:30AM-10:30PM
Thursday 11:30AM-10:30PM
Friday 11:30AM-10:30PM
Saturday 11:30AM-10:30PM

Authentic Japanese Delight Near British Museum

Walking into this place, a stone’s throw from the British Museum, was like stumbling upon that cartoon genie bottle we all wished we owned as children—it seems small, humble, creaky, and could potentially sing you through an exotic adventure. The space is deceptively snug and alive with cat-themed buntings trailing along walls, reminiscent of those cozy, distinctly Japanese local eateries curled around Tokyo’s backstreets. And for authenticity points—we have a winner here—a quick note scribbled in the hallowed pages of my world-weary mind: While the aesthetic whispers Tokyo loftiness, let's not delve poetically until they've right-steered their sushi rice. Nonetheless, they held my flare-stick attention in other regards, forging Michelin-esque hopes.

Now, woe betide anyone claiming pompous palates were with me that particular day. Armed with charm, the staff was disarming, serving food draped in solid effort and whispering Tokyo skyscrapers of flavors—an ultimate teriyaki serenade, lingering longer than your average London rain. Speaking frankly, is it cheap? No, but neither do we reject dreams lightly. Propping up my delighted nods—a surprisingly wide array of quality donburi options alongside exuberant dragon rolls mean there is enough balance to tip over real Sauvignon Blanc delight, even if there’s a demerit point, whisper sweet remonstrance in stratospheric price per nigiri piece. While billed bloomered manners are dismissible due to substantial servings and when sweetsails bruschetta etcetera tick all boxes candidly, some moments I'll remember skies—did I mention cherry blossom tinted lodestars? Yes, I'll be back trying to hum songs without pronouncing miso too heavily. One final note: Either bring indulgent patience or sabermetrics calculator (for service charge grumbles) and thank serendipitous whimsy thwarting dourness ever-a-misal/weathered—spring still within aubergine midnight New Oxford light burns om/gesture leave-hawashibe second at best... — Milo Tastemaker