Posts Tagged ‘Russia’

Sanduny Baths entrance

The Lonely Planet Moscow guide starts with a “Top Five” list that rates a visit to the Sanduny Baths as Number One. I didn’t think a visit to a Russian banya sounded very appealing (the descriptions I’d read made it sound more fun if you’re a man), but Jon went and loved it. So here’s his guest post on the experience:

Wow. My first guest post.

A few things to know before we start: the banya is a Russian bathhouse. Since childhood, I’ve always enjoyed being in water. I was (and sometimes continue to consider myself) a competitive swimmer. I’m also known to compete in the “executive triathalon” (i.e., sauna, hot tub, and steam room) without even exercising first. So while I’m not an expert, I’ve enjoyed my share of water- and bath-related activities.

My friend Nick, also an American, agreed to join me for our trip to a banya in Moscow. We chose to visit Sanduny Baths, because of how the Lonely Planet Moscow guide talked it up.

The Sanduny Baths have separate facilities for men and women, and for the men, there are three classes of baths: “First Class Man,” “Higher Class Man,” and “Highest Class Man.” Nick and I decided we’re clearly of the highest class and willing to spend 500 rubles (~$20), so off we went to be Highest Class Men.


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Molokhovets Dream restaurant interior, St. Petersburg

Not learning our lesson at Cafe Pushkin about the questionable quality-to-price ratio of high-end Russian restaurants, Jon and I ate at Molokhovets Dream in St. Petersburg, too. We liked the description of the restaurant in this 2007 New York Times travel article. According to the NYT blurb, the place has six tables, good food, and a good backstory. (Elena Molokhovets was the Julia Child of 18th-century Russia, writing a cookbook (“Gift to Young Housewives”) that was the cookbook for bourgeois women in pre-revolutionary Russia. And this restaurant pays homage to her recipes).

So on a Saturday night in St. Petersburg, we hailed a cab (a real cab – the Moscow practice of just hailing a private car just isn’t done in St. P) and popped on down to Molokhovets Dream, which is not far from Moskovski train station.


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Cafe Pushkin exterior

Many of the high-end Moscow restaurants that get current hype in English-language sources sounded unappealing to me, largely because they follow the trend right now in Moscow for “themed” restaurants. Shinok, for example, has live farm animals to enhance its peasant house theme, and Turandot seems to get press that focuses only on the $50 million price tag for its decor.

What I wanted (like any good tourist, I suppose) was something “authentically Russian,” and preferably without the kitschy costumes and props of a “theme.”

The Economist City Guide for Moscow called Cafe Pushkin a “favorite,” and according to the New York Times/Fodor’s blurb, Cafe Pushkin is “perhaps Moscow’s most sophisticated restaurant.” Good start. And when one of Helen’s Moscow friends strongly recommended Cafe Pushkin for good Russian food in a “pre-revolution” mansion setting, I was sold. (That the restaurant turned out to be walking distance from our apartment near Tverskaya was icing on the cake).


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old Soviet statue at Sculpture Park near New Tretyakov Gallery

Jon and I have just returned to London. Our trip to Russia was fun and fascinating, but it was exhausting. I’m now thinking about out how best (i.e., at what level of detail) to share our adventures there. As a start, here’s my list of favorite and least-favorite parts of our trip:

Five favorite things about my trip to Russia (hard to keep it to five, actually):

  1. Meeting my friend Helen’s friends from Moscow. Everyone was so warm and chatty that we felt right at home, and confronted by everyone’s perfect English, I felt once again humbled for not being able to reciprocate in a local language. (Special thanks to Masha’s husband, Lyonya, who took an afternoon off work to show us around the cathedrals in the Kremlin).
  2. The Moscow metro. The stations are works of art; the trains seem to run every 60 seconds; and it’s dirt cheap (10 trips for 155 roubles/$6).
  3. The buffalo mozzarella pizza at Bocconcino restaurant, near Pushkinskaya metro. Creamy, rich mozzarella that tastes like Italy. Exactly what I needed after five days of eating smoked, salted and/or pickled foods of all shapes and sizes.
  4. Drinks at the Bosco Bar at GUM. You get a perfect view of Red Square (so here’s where I squeeze in how much I loved the sight of Red Square for the first time); the servers are helpful; the gin fizz is perfect; and most drinks are 320 roubles/$13, which is a steal considering the previously-mentioned.
  5. The “Red Arrow” overnight train from Moscow to St. Petersburg. It’s plush, old-school train travel, complete with red velvet curtains and comfy, clean beds. Well worth the 6400 roubles/$270 we paid for two one-way tickets. Jon and I shared a four-person kupe with two young businessmen who work in central Russia and “commute” home to St. Petersburg by flying to Moscow and then taking the overnight train to St. P. When I commented that this sort of travelling must be “hard,” one of the men replied (without pause, bitterness or irony): “life is hard.” And now I understand how Russia gave the world Tolstoy and Dostoevsky.

Four of my least-favorite things (for what it’s worth, I couldn’t come up with five):

  1. Bad value-for-money at many (though not all) restaurants we tried. In Moscow, we ate at Café Pushkin, Kvartira 44, Sword and Shield, Dioskuriya, Fisheria, and Bocconcino. In St. Petersburg, it was Molokhovet’s Dream, Karavan, and Cafe Idiot. I’ll write in more detail about a few of these restos in my next couple of posts this week.
  2. Long lines. Maybe it was because Russia had a holiday weekend recently (for Victory Day), but I swear I’ve never waited on so many lines in my life. More on this when I post about our trip to Peterhof (if you’re unfamiliar with Peterhof, think Versailles, but bigger and with more gold – yikes).
  3. The nickel-and-diming at several major tourist attractions. More on this in a future Peterhof post.
  4. The heavy police and military presence. The big show of force is likely because Inauguration and Victory Day took place while we were in Russia, but regardless of why, it was unsettling to see soldiers lining the streets every twenty or thirty feet. Helen’s friends explained that the Russian government is worried about an unruly mob demonstrating either for or against what they called “the Putin Puppet.”

Overall, a great trip, but more challenging than Jon and I have gotten used to when traipsing around Europe. Despite learning how to read the cyrillic alphabet (a must if you travel sans organized tour in Russia), I still took ages to figure out signs, and getting anything done always took three times longer than expected.

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St Basil\'s Cathedral, Red Square, Moscow

Jon and I arrived in Moscow this evening to start our nine-day holiday in Russia. The weather is mild and sunny, and we’ve settled smoothly into our rented apartment near Tverskaya metro station (aka Pushkinskaya or Chekhovskaya). As you’d expect, every sign and map here uses the cyrillic alphabet, so lucky for us that we’ve come with a friend who’s originally from Moscow. (I’m sure Helen felt equally lucky having to translate the entire restaurant menu for us at dinner this evening).

I was going to say our departure this morning from Heathrow Terminal 5 was very snazzy (the terminal is a gleaming beauty, with outrageously nice duty-free shops and sleek, spacious bathrooms), but Helen and her husband, Nick, arrived at Moscow Domodedovo missing one piece of luggage. So now we suspect their bag was sucked into the vortex of their Terminal 5 transfer from a US-UK flight to their UK-Russia one. Here’s hoping the luggage finds its way to our door tomorrow.

The apartment we’ve rented is small, but clean and close to a few pretty restaurants and cafes (as well as to the South African Embassy), so I think it will make a nice base for the next few days before we go to St. Petersburg.

This evening, we ate nearby at a local restaurant called the Fisheria, which looked like a NJ diner, complete with harsh lighting and linoleum floors. The food was very very eh (the whole fish stuffed with congealed cheese will haunt me forever – see photo below), but the meal cost 1200 Rubles ($50 at 24 Rubles to the Dollar) per couple, so at least it wasn’t expensive. It was, however, very poor value.

cheese stuffed fish at Fisheria restaurant, Moscow

We were much more excited about the grocery store next door to the restaurant, which offered an enormous variety of foods for sale – everything from rice noodles to four different types of risotto rice. Faced with this sort of choice and abundance, I laughed when I thought about how we used to call our neighborhood Safeway in DC the “Soviet Safeway” because its shelves were always empty and its queues were endless.

I’m excited to start exploring Moscow in earnest tomorrow, so here’s hoping the good weather sticks around.

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