About
Ritual meets art
Kappou is a twenty-one-seat omakase counter on Robinson Road, a modern ode to Japanese heritage, infused with the contemporary repose of a speakeasy. Everything here is made in front of you, for you, once.
Origins
From humble beginnings
Kappou began humbly in 2014. Two years later, in 2016, it took its name and its form, born from the vision of Chef Aeron Choo, who wanted a counter small enough that her hand could reach every part of the evening. 割烹, kappou, is the old Japanese word for cutting and cooking at the guest’s side; a cuisine defined not by a set menu but by the intimacy of the counter. That is the restaurant we built.
The philosophy
The meal as ritual
At Kappou the meal is composed the way a room is composed, deliberately, seasonally, only for those seated before us. There is no à la carte, no ordering, no interruption. The season decides; the chef composes; you receive each course at the moment it is meant to be eaten. It is less a dinner than a sequence held together by attention.
The chef
Chef Aeron Choo
Aeron Choo is not a chef who plays by the rules. One of Singapore’s youngest female omakase chefs, she found her path early, training from the age of fourteen to become the first Singaporean to graduate from the prestigious Japan Sushi Instructors Association in Tokyo.
Her style pairs a purity of focus with a deft hand, juxtaposing the finest local and regional produce in quiet, powerful ways. Driven by precision and Japanese tradition, she builds each evening as an immersive experience: a platform to tell a story and to honour the whole ingredient.
- World Gourmet Summit 2020, Rising Chef of the Year (Female)
- Certified Sake Sommelier (Kikisake-shi)
- WSET Level 2, Wine
- Japan Sushi Instructors Association, graduate, Tokyo
The team
A small team, one counter
Chef Aeron Choo
Founder & Head Chef
Chef Ando
At the counter
Jodie
Front of house
The room
Seventy-two seasons, by Kato Yusuke
Our room was designed by Mr. Kato Yusuke around Japan’s seventy-two micro-seasons, the old almanac that divides the year not into four but into seventy-two near-imperceptible turns. Warm, low-lit and quiet, it holds the same repose as the meal: a speakeasy calm on the second level of Robinson Road, where the city falls away the moment you sit.