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We were on a mission: find something new to eat in the Old Town. And by “mission” we mean walk around for 30 minutes until we give up and end up near the Garbary tram stop… again. But here’s the thing—just when you’re ready to admit defeat, boom, the food gods deliver.
This time, it came in the form of Oseyo25 on Szewska 2, a little slice of South Korea (for those not great at geography, that’s in East Asia, right next to Rocket Man’s backyard). From what I vaguely recall, it might have been a seafood restaurant before… but don’t quote me. This is way more fun.
Three Zones of Deliciousness
Walk in and you’re greeted by an open kitchen—always a good sign, but nothing too wild. Then you wander into the back and BAM!—you’re basically teleported to Hongdae in Seoul, where the streets are dripping in neon, the music is pumping, and the smell of grilling meat is a religion. There’s a super long wooden sharing table here—perfect for big groups or strangers who’ll be friends by dessert—and the walls are plastered with photos and glowing signs. This is the room you want.
Head upstairs, and there’s a roof terrace that feels like the lazy cousin of a beach bar—deckchairs, upside-down crates for tables, and that “I’m not going back to work today” vibe.
The Main Event – Korean BBQ
Manager Weronika gave us the lowdown: Korean BBQ is the thing in Seoul. You get your raw ingredients, a tabletop grill, and full control over your meat destiny. The lettuce leaves? Yeah, those aren’t decoration. You grill your goodies, wrap them in a crisp lettuce leaf, add a dab of sauce, and eat in one bite. It’s social, it’s messy, it’s delicious.
We went with:
- Deungsim – A beautifully marbled beef entrecôte steak, juicy and rich, the kind of beef that makes you want to stand up and applaud.
- Samgyeopsal – Pork belly slices, smoky, fatty in all the right ways, and dangerously addictive once they hit the grill.
- Plus every vegetable you can imagine—because we pretend to be healthy.
Weronika also schooled us on adjusting the flame—pro tip: don’t torch your meat unless you’re aiming for Korean BBQ brûlée.
Kimchi Pancake Intermission
Because it’s Weronika’s favorite, we also tried the Kimchi Jeon—a savory pancake made with tangy kimchi and onion, crispy on the edges, fluffy in the middle, and carrying that perfect fermented kick. There’s also the Haemul Pajeon, loaded with seafood, if you want to pretend you’re eating by the Korean coast. We took ours upstairs for a sneaky smoke break—don’t judge us, it’s called journalism.
The End Game
We were full, but for you, dear reader, we suffered and ordered Chapsaltteok—Korean mochi rice cakes filled with sweet red bean paste. It’s chewy, soft, slightly nutty from the bean, and the kind of dessert that disappears way too fast. Fun fact: in Korea, mochi is often shared during celebrations… so we’re counting dinner as a national holiday.
But the real curveball? The Melona popsicle (melon flavor) dunked in tonic water. Fizzy, sweet, and kind of like drinking a summer memory. Brilliant.
We also tried the Hibiscus iced tea with homemade genmaicha syrup—floral, slightly tart from the hibiscus, with that warm, nutty tea sweetness. Absolute winner.
Wrapping Up
In Korea, there’s a word — “jeong” — it’s kinda hard to translate, but it’s that warm, feel-good vibe you get when you eat and hang with people you like. That’s exactly what’s going down at Oseyo25. Even the jug of water looks cool!
Prices? Totally normal Poznań levels. But honestly, this meal was so good it should’ve been priced in “priceless” units. Grab your friends, book the back room, and turn it into a feast. Korean BBQ at Oseyo25 is the sharing experience of the year. Just… save us a seat.
By the way. In Korean, “Oseyo” (오세요) basically means “please come” or “come on in” — it’s the polite way someone might invite you into a shop, restaurant, or home. So naming a restaurant Oseyo is like the owners are saying “Welcome! Step right in and eat!” every time you see the sign.
Kind of a built-in warm hug… but with kimchi.
