The exact plates shift with the season, the foraging, the room. This is what one autumn dinner in Berlin might look like — and what recurs across every dinner as the house signature.
Signatures that recur across seasons — the notes that make a Fungai Art plate recognisable.
Spring-foraged, honeycomb-capped, cooked in cultured cream. The umami crown of the season.
Young green cones cured in birch-sap syrup — a Scandinavian tradition. Resin-sweet, chewy.
Chaga fermented into garum, built into an XO with black garlic and juniper. The house condiment.
Wild garlic leaves cold-pressed into neutral oil the week they're at peak. Green fire.
Young spring shoots quick-pickled in cider vinegar and honey — brightness, resin, forest floor.
Slow-strained yoghurt with foraged sorrel, wood-sorrel, plantain. Cool counter to the darker courses.
Stone-ground sesame with fresh horseradish and hand-grated wasabi. Nose-heat, earthy.
Smoked cladonia lichen ground with sea salt. Finishing touch on the anchor course.
Bitter cocoa cream with reishi's herbal note and salted pine crystals. The evening's soft landing.