— About Casa Mika

A house by My Khe Beach,
opened slowly.

Founded 2026. A 1,400m² garden, a long table, and a door that has been open since the first morning — from first light to the last glass of the night.

Photo brief · Founder portrait Environmental portrait of the founder in the main hall or garden — half-turned toward the camera, mid-conversation, soft warm side-light. Editorial, not posed. Mid-afternoon, dark background, gold highlights. Black-and-white acceptable. 4 : 5 portrait
— Our Story

A long table,
under the leaves.

Casa Mika began, quietly, as a private home. In early 2026, the founder — Nguyễn Thị Minh Khánh — turned a 1,400m² garden in the My Khe Beach area into the table she had wanted, for as long as she could remember, for her friends.

My Khe is Da Nang's finest stretch of sand — a corridor of four- and five-star hotels, the boulevard of Nguyen Van Thoai, and the sea beyond. North of the main road, in Phuoc My ward, the garden was already here. The glasshouse was added for the rainy afternoons. The fish-tank wall came later, after a long evening spent watching one in another city. Everything else — the kitchen, the bar, the piano in the main hall — was built around the same idea: a high-end, independent place where the hour does not matter, only that you are still here.

Casa Mika is a small folding of her name. Minh Khánh, become Mi Ka in the easy mouth of friends. The house is, plainly, Mika's. The door is the same one that opened that first morning.

  • Opened 2026My Khe Beach, Da Nang
  • 1,400m²Garden, glasshouse, terrace, main hall
  • One doorOpen every day · 06:00 – 23:30

We did not build a restaurant.
We set a table
and left the door open.

— What we believe

Four house rules,
quietly kept.

Not a manifesto. The handful of things we return to when a question — about a dish, a wine, an evening — comes up in the kitchen.

01 / Rhythm

Time, without hurry.

Service moves at the speed of the guest, not the kitchen. If you stay four hours, we will be quietly pleased. If you stay six, more so.

02 / Sourcing

The garden, the source.

Herbs from the courtyard, fish from the morning market, season ahead of menu. What is not in season is not on the plate, and that is not a problem.

03 / Kitchen

Two coasts, one table.

An Asian palate, a Western technique — and the reverse, when the ingredient asks for it. Never fusion as performance. Always in conversation.

04 / Hand

Quiet craft, by hand.

Hand-poured, hand-shaken, hand-plated. No machines on the bar, no shortcuts on the pass. The hour we save you, we spend on the dish.

— The House

The people who keep
the door open.

A small house, a steady team. You will see the same faces on a Tuesday lunch as on a Saturday night.

Photo brief · The team Group portrait of the full Casa Mika team — founder, chef, sous, host, sommelier, gardener — standing together at the long table or in front of the glasshouse. Late afternoon, warm side-light. Loosely arranged, in service uniform but unposed. Editorial, not corporate. Black-and-white acceptable as a hero treatment. 3 : 2 landscape
  • Founder & Host

    Nguyễn Thị Minh Khánh · Mika

    My Khe resident, long-time host. She wanted a table under leaves for her friends, and built a garden around it. You will likely meet her at the door — she is rarely far from it.

  • Head Chef

    Đinh Nguyễn Hữu Thanh

    Trained in Da Nang coastal kitchens and Western fine-dining brigades. Cooks for the table in front of him, not the camera. The Fuji Beef on Stone, the Seafood Platter, the seasonal menu — all his hand.

  • And the rest of the house

    The sous, the host, the sommelier, the gardener.

    A steady team of fifteen — many of them with the house since opening month. The pianist, every evening from seven. The morning market run, every dawn.

— The Space

A garden, in four rooms.

1,400 square metres, walked from the gate to the back fence. Swipe through.

Station 01 · Entrance Wooden gate from Trần Bạch Đằng opening into a short lantern-lit path. Low evening light, frangipani on one side. Mood: arrival, hush, the city softening. 4 : 5 portrait
01 / Arrival

The Entrance

A short lantern path off the street. The first thing you notice is that the traffic of Nguyen Van Thoai falls behind you, two steps in.

Station 02 · Main Hall Wide interior shot of the main dining room looking toward the recessed fish-tank wall. Long table set for service, piano at the far end. Warm tungsten, candles lit. Cinematic dark mid-tones. 4 : 5 portrait
02 / Indoors

The Main Hall

The long table, the fish-tank wall, the grand piano. Where the house has its loudest quiet hours — somewhere between eight and ten.

Station 03 · Glasshouse Interior of the glasshouse mid-afternoon — sunlight falling through panels, a single set table, plants on every side. Warm green-and-gold palette, no people. Architectural quality. 4 : 5 portrait
03 / Light

The Glasshouse

Built for the rainy afternoons. Light comes through the panels in gold-green stripes; lunch slows to the speed of the leaves outside.

Station 04 · Garden & Terrace Garden at dusk — lanterns hung in the trees, low tables on the shaded terrace, herbs in beds along the edges. Two empty chairs in foreground, garden beyond. Intimate, inviting. 4 : 5 portrait
04 / Outside

The Garden & Terrace

Herbs in beds, lanterns in the trees, low tables under the canopy. The kitchen's pantry and its quietest dining room, both at once.

— Visit

The door is open.
Come for an hour, stay for an evening.

Open every day from six in the morning until eleven-thirty at night. Reservations are kind but not required — Zalo is the fastest way to reach the host stand.

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