Wimbledon's most famous for its amazing grass, and its Wombles, which were most likely inspired by amazing grass. Adding "fruits from the sea" to that list: Sticks'n'Sushi, opening tomorrow.
Founded by a dude named Thor (his parents must have been hammered) and a pair of brothers named Jens & Kim in Copenhagen, Sticks crosses the North Sea to land in a huge, brick-walled coach house, setting the meal-ing mood with minimalist modern fittings spread throughout a couch area, central bar, and private sake room, and specializing in both rawness and animal skewers scorched-to-order on an open charcoal grill.
Oceanic bounty covers nigiri, chirashi, futomaki & hosomaki, with standouts including fresh cuts of soy-marinaded salmon, a huge 17-ingredient bowl (tuna, crayfish, tempura shrimp, wasabi roe, avo, shiitake, etc.) called the "Large Chaos", and rolls like the chilli-laden Red Dragon, also a movie that, at least at the box office, did not cause large chaos.
Yakitori sees a whole farmyard of impaled offerings, like miso-marinaded pork, duck breast w/ daikon pickles, chicken teriyaki street meatballs, and whole herb-buttered lamb chop, which'll ironically make your fingers too fat for chopsticks.
Get yourself in the same condition as Thor's parents with shochu cocktails and Japanese & Danish hops, including home-brewed sushi-pairing numbers labeled Black & White Biiru, made with Japanese rice & wheat respectively, but sadly, no grass.