Monday, July 15, 2013

Restaurant review, Onegin: Meanwhile, on the Russian Front.

A beet salad for after your duel
How would Eugene Onegin, the title character of the Russian lit classic, feel about his new namesake restaurant on Sixth Avenue? He was a bit of a dandy, so he'd certainly be into the over-the-top decor and extravagantly priced menu. A narcissist, too—likely he'd dig all the Alexander Pushkin references, from the author's gigantic ceiling portrait to the reproduced notebook scribbles and lines from the novel-in-verse fashioned on the place's walls and wooden tables. And having experienced a tragic downfall (he killed his bestie and rejected the woman who loved him only to be spurned by her later), he might have some words of caution for the overstretching eatery.

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