Iki Sushi review: our verdict
You don't come to Sidi Ghanem for dinner, in principle. Iki changes the game: in Marrakech's industrial quarter, a small, clean counter, like those found in Japanese alleyways, where a Japanese chef works right before your eyes. In the evening, it's a twelve-course omakase menu, each dish explained, featuring fish of impeccable freshness and flavors held to the millimeter.
We sit at the bar to follow the chef's movements, his rigor and dexterity; the dining room accompanies each service with an explanation, never reciting. This is the address for connoisseurs who already know omakase, couples who count their moments, and curious diners ready to be guided. It's not for a large, noisy party, nor for those who want to dine in forty minutes: here, the rhythm is that of the kitchen.
The good slot: dinner at the counter, from 7 p.m. to 10 p.m., for the full omakase. The trap: going on a Sunday or Monday, it's closed. The good tip: book online, counter seats are limited.



