Popped my head in here out of sheer curiosity while driving by, and woah… If you are looking to procure a former kgb mercenary for hire or have someone translate an old copy of Anna Karenina, this is where y ou’ll find your man(or sturdy, unshaven woman). This dimly lit bar/restaurant is a perfect hideout for some shady eastern eurasian mafia boss meetings. The menu I glanced over is barely in english, and full of slightly familiar sounding dishes, all with something ‘foreign’ about them. Lots of sausage and potatoes. I’ll have to get back here with some more witnesses, er, companions.