1/5 Ольга �. 5 years ago on Google • 64 reviews
"Restaurant"
without
a
theme.
The
interior
is
so
contradictory
that
it
doesn’t
allow
you
to
relax
(some
people
don’t
care,
but
others
love
such
a
concept
as
comfort,
they
haven’t
heard
of
it
here).
Food.
You
can
see
everything
from
the
photographs.
Salad.
"Branded".
Not
a
single
tiger
shrimp
for
this
price!
I
wasn’t
too
lazy
to
count
them.
Three.
Cocktails.
Not
cleaned.
Just
fried.
Small
as
hell.
The
salad
was
terribly
oversalted.
Compare
the
photo
with
the
one
specified
in
the
menu.
When
I
asked:
“Where
are
the
shrimp?”,
the
“waiter”
said
the
following:
“We’ll
give
you
a
discount.”
It
was
my
birthday,
there
was
a
10%
discount.
Either
that's
why
they
didn't
put
the
shrimp
in,
or
what.
The
brain
will
break
to
understand.
The
second
salad
is
fried
veal
+
greens.
Nothing.
There
was
no
sesame
sauce
as
specified
in
the
recipe.
Hot.
They
don't
know
how
to
fry
veal.
Overdried.
Tough.
It's
Provençal.
And
the
second
“dish”
is
Madame
Bovary
or
whatever
it’s
called.
In
a
cast
iron
plate,
filled
with
vegetable
oil
from
the
heart.
To
try
it,
I
had
to
put
it
on
3
napkins
to
blot
it.
The
home-style
potatoes
on
the
menu
are
actually
country-style.
Tea.
So
strong
that
we
asked
for
a
separate
(twice!)
kettle
of
boiling
water.
They
don't
even
know
how
to
make
tea.
And
that
is
not
all.
The
best
part
is
at
the
end:
the
service.
The
"waiter"
didn't
come
when
needed.
Only
when
it’s
not
necessary
and
with
questions:
“Ne
you
zaradnyk
nada,
ne?”,
“Svechku
ne
hatite,
ne?”
(it
turned
out
to
light
it,
they
thought
it
would
be
offered
with
a
dish
with
butter,
for
morning
diarrhea).
The
“waitress”
with
the
“manager”
(some
guy
without
a
badge,
so
it’s
not
clear
who
he
is,
but
he’s
constantly
switching
different
Lezginkas
and
singing
along)
begin
to
quarrel
loudly
throughout
the
entire
restaurant.
We
sat
in
the
far
corner
next
to
a
dusty
installation
on
the
windowsill,
and
it
was
clear
what
the
essence
of
the
conflict
was
and
who
would
“punish”
whom
for
this.
But
they
swore
in
Russian.
🤣Respected.
Then
they
asked
the
waiter
to
ask
them
not
to
swear.
Answer:
“Kito
is
not
swearing
here,
nor
is
Kito
swearing,
guide,
show
me?”
and
begins
to
rotate
360°.
Then
the
“waitress”
came
up
and
said
(this
is
just
garbage!😂):
“vi
izivenite
mene,
it’s
just
that
he
(points
his
finger
at
the
Lezgin
man)
about
Nivo
(they
didn’t
understand
about
whom)
he’s
talking
such
nasty
things,
he’s
just
scorching
dirt,
I’m
interceding
here
that's
...".
By
the
way,
just
after
this
the
“waiter”
took
away
the
salads
with
forks,
brought
hot
food
and
said
“have
a
nice
time”
and
left
completely.
We
had
to
get
the
forks
ourselves.
The
“waitress”
gave
them
to
us
directly
in
her
hands.
The
“waiter”
immediately
ran
out
and
shouted
to
us:
“What
did
I
bring
you,
eh?”
They
asked
for
different
music.
We
were
told
that
we
would
now
put
“harochy”
and
turned
on...🤣
another
lizginka.
By
the
way,
there
is
no
alcohol
license,
thank
God!
In
general,
dear
future
visitors.
If
you
have
time
and
want
to
have
a
good
laugh,
take
tea,
two
kettles
of
boiling
water,
buns
(your
comrades
have
really
tasty
ones),
sit
in
the
hall
and
watch,
talk
to
the
“waiter”
named
Soso.
He
will
definitely
say
that
this
is
exactly
what
he
wanted
to
offer
you.
Maybe
the
“zaradnyk”
will
just
give
it
like
that.
And
a
candle.
The
restaurant
menu
is
written
for
show.
They
don't
know
how
to
cook.
At
the
end
of
the
list
is
shish
kebab/lulya/kutabs/flatbread/everything
that
is
available
in
the
station
shawarma
shop
and
these
comrades
are
only
interested
in
shawarma.
We
didn’t
take
the
shish
kebab
for
500
rubles,
although
they
only
offered
us
that,
avoiding
“dishes”
in
every
possible
way.
They
themselves
said
about
lamb:
“it’s
bad
for
us.”
Don't
take
the
fish!
The
salmon
in
the
salad
had
a
dangerous
smell.
If
it's
even
him.
The
total
price
tag
for
2
salads,
2
hot
ones,
tea
-
3000
rubles.
Those.
average
1500.
This
is
not
the
same
service
and
not
the
same
food
for
this
amount.
But
if
you
have
a
“favorite”
mother-in-law
and
you
want
to
break
two
accordions
at
a
funeral,
or
“long-awaited”
relatives
have
arrived,
you
are
organizing
a
banquet
for
enemies,
or
you
want
no
one
else
to
appoint
you
as
a
senior
for
organizing
parties
-
this
is
the
best
place.
First,
wonderful
salmon,
then
vegetable
oil
with
pieces
of
veal,
shake
your
stomach
under
the
lezginka
and
that’s
it,
“Hello,
I
am
the
Apostle
Peter.”
By
the
way,
we
endured
this
farce
only
because
we
had
not
gone
anywhere
for
a
long
time
and
the
time
was
22:00,
the
other
restaurants
nearby
were
already
closed.
One
star
for
the
comedy
club
in
the
hall.
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