Kogo

This suave number is the Slovak sister of the slick Prague eatery of the same name. Kogo casts its net into the Mediterranean orbit, with favourite dishes such as grilled octopus or sea bass in a salt crust. However, it's not all fishy in the Kogo realm. The restaurant prides itself on its homemade pasta, and the chef rustles up over 35 varieties of Italy's favourite dish. The decor is sleek enough to meet the approval of any wandering playboy, with a cool minimalist interior that's as smooth as a polished pebble. The well-appointed terrace makes dining out in summer a real pleasure.

Not sure what the gentleman below was eating (or rather drinking) to rack up a 230 Euro bill, but a nice lunch can be had for around 35 Euro. The menu offers a few too many options. We all miss the pre-Euro days, certainly.

Oh Dear. It looks good. The menu looks good but that's about it. With the exception of the bread the rest was downhill. Service was almost passable but they have a lot to learn. 3 attempts to get a steak right and it still wasn't. After being blasted several times on the grill it was inedible. Prices are horrific and compare to London Restaurants - Michelin Starred restaurants as well. A final bill of 230 Euros nearly made me cry. Only the fact that I was being treated by a friend stopped me crying although I felt very embarrassed for my friend. Avoid this restaurant at all costs.