Sel Sal Sale is not one of those modest restaurants that keeps itself safely hidden out of sight behind an anonymous frontage. Quite the opposite: The wood-framed window onto the street invites you to slow down, pause and peer inside.
Stroll past at dinnertime ¡ª it¡¯s on one of the quieter routes connecting Ebisu with Daikanyama ¡ª and you¡¯ll see one of the most cheerful restaurant scenes in the neighborhood. It draws a smart, youngish, well-dressed crowd, who fill the place with a buzz that¡¯s happy but never too loud.
It¡¯s been like that ever since Sel Sal Sale (the third part of the name, meaning ¡°salted,¡± rhymes with ¡±palais¡°) moved here from Ikejiri just over a year ago. You won¡¯t find a menu outside, just an apologetic sign that reads along the lines of: ¡°We regret we are full today, so please don¡¯t bother to even ask.¡±
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