
You enter Biko off the street but it is a just a room with an elevator that takes you to the dining floor. This is a large room with windows around two sides covered with wooden slats and some bad music playing in the background. We came at 8:00 pm and it was empty. It got more people as the evening went on but never filled. The waitstaff were nice but had varying abilities to speak English, although I heard a lot of English spoken by guests. I thought it was a statement about the place that their “Biko” embroidered shirts also had a space where their name should be but instead it just said “monogram”. Maybe employees don’t stay long? Continue reading