We had heard about @osmo_x_marusan for years—whispered recommendations, glowing hype, forced influncer stories. A reputation that promises revelation. So when we finally went, our first thought was genuinely: “Did we even go to the right place?”

It quickly became clear that this is a café people come to experience, not necessarily to eat. The hipster-industrial aesthetic is immaculate, concrete, like you’re going to a café in that club scene from “The Matrix.” It feels engineered more for Instagram stories and long study sessions than for anyone in pursuit of a truly satisfying meal. The space seems tailored to university students with laptops and deadlines, not diners with expectations.

The food, unfortunately, didn’t rise to the myth. The tamago sando came with a strange, béchamel-adjacent sauce that felt both unnecessary and confusing. The karaage leaned heavily into grease without the payoff of crispness or depth, and the bread—for both sandwiches—was simply wrong, missing that soft, pillowy integrity you hope for.  The yuzu lemonade? Perfectly fine—but unmistakably just lemonade, not even sure why they use the word “Yuzu.” Not even a faint taste of it.

Ironically, the most enjoyable part of the visit was the Osmo fog—visually delightful, theatrically effective, and perhaps the clearest expression of what this place does best.

We left full, yes, but not satisfied. At all.
@osmo_x_marusan is a café where the vibe works overtime, while the food quietly clocks out early. A place worth seeing once—but hard to crave again, once the fog clears.

February 2nd, 2026 – Café Question stop 52 – OSMO X Marusan
✨ Overall Score: 6.5/10 ✨
Ordered:
🥪: Tamago Sando, Karaage Sando
☕: Osmo Fog
🥤: Yuzu Lemonade
🍪: Chocolate Chip Cookie
💰: 💸💸