1/5 P 5 months ago on Google • 7 reviews
One
evening
in
November
we
decide
to
try
Oceanen's
vegan
burger.
We
adjust
our
expectations
to
a
burger
place
and
go
inside.
The
wait
staff
greets
us
and
lights
a
candle
on
our
table.
The
table
is
dirty
and
covered
in
leftover
cabbage.
After
a
while
I
realize
that
the
level
of
service
here
extends
to
a
simple
hello.
I
wipe
the
table
and
think
about
my
tone.
Do
I
speak
softly
or
loudly?
There
are
not
many
people
in
the
room.
The
music
thumps
low
in
the
background
and
mostly
contributes
to
an
increased
sound
level.
Despite
the
low
number
of
guests,
it
takes
about
20
minutes
to
order
the
food
at
the
bar.
I'm
trying
to
understand
how
the
restaurant
works.
It
is
possible
to
reserve
a
table,
but
no
welcome
or
service.
Despite
the
low
number
of
guests,
everything
takes
a
long
time.
Interaction
between
staff
and
guests
feels
indefinable.
The
food
is
prepared
quickly
and
the
wait
staff
offers
another
interaction
by
carrying
it
out
to
us.
I'll
start
with
the
positive
-
Oceanen
has
good
fries
-
just
the
right
size
and
crispy.
Unfortunately,
the
kitchen
has
drenched
them
in
barbecue
seasoning
without
asking.
Once
upon
a
time
I
left
Malmö
in
the
hope
of
never
ending
up
here
again.
The
dip
is
characterless
and
only
serves
to
make
the
fries
slimy.
Does
the
burger
have
anything
to
offer?
My
party
has
already
taken
their
first
bite
and
is
processing
it
with
a
moderately
impressed
expression.
My
first
thought
was
that
this
reminds
me
of
high
school,
when
you
bought
a
burger
for
a
tenner
at
the
store.
Although
this
one
is
drier.
In
the
middle
hides
a
small
dollop
of
the
same
tasteless
dip
that
is
served
with
the
fries.
I
can't
bear
to
work
my
way
through
the
other
half
of
the
burger.
I
have
still
flexed
for
the
day.
Next
to
it,
in
a
small
ketchup
bowl,
is
some
chopped
cabbage.
Now
I
understand
why
the
table
was
so
dirty,
apart
from
the
fact
that
no
one
here
seems
to
have
the
ambition
to
wipe
it.
This
is
because
the
food
is
served
in
an
impractical
way.
The
15
small
cabbage
strips
are
hard
to
eat
without
spilling
half.
They
taste
like
cabbage.
Fine.
The
best
so
far.
I'm
starting
to
feel
that
the
dull
sound
level
affects
my
enjoyment
of
conversation.
I
sit
there
for
five
minutes
wondering
how
such
a
place
can
survive.
Why
do
people
sit
here
and
eat
the
boring
fast
food?
I
go
outside
and
breathe
in
the
cold
November
air.
It
cleanses
me
from
within,
and
I
begin
to
be
able
to
hear
my
thoughts
again.
I'm
filled
with
hope
-
if
Oceanen's
soulless
restaurant
can
make
it,
so
can
we.
The
insight
is
the
only
positive
effect
of
the
visit,
possibly
along
with
the
crispiness
of
the
fries.
The
ocean
gets
a
1
out
of
5.
This
one
is
not
to
be
confused
with
a
two
on
a
10-point
scale.
It's
a
one
regardless
of
the
denominator.
Soulless
and
unclear
sums
up
Oceanen's
restaurant
for
me.
Crispy
fries!
