As you may know, I love eating out. Restaurants, cafés, street food – anywhere. There’s something about not cooking or cleaning up that resonates with me. And if it’s not expensive, then all the better, as you probably read about here.
There’s a great venue in Moscow for concerts, or sometimes there’s just a DJ for dancing. The kind of concerts there are usually from ‘sub cultures’ – if that’s what they’re still called. Underground, or indi-music. You get the picture.
We go there from time to time if there’s something interesting happening. Sometimes we’re on our way to somewhere else and we walk past it. There’s always a lot of people outside smoking. It’s a really popular place.
Inside the bar
Inside there are several small rooms. One with a very small stage for concerts. One just off the side of that with some tables and a bar. Then a smaller bar in another small room, also with some tables. And then there’s a bigger room, kind of like a dining room, a bit classier than the other rooms, and quieter because the music doesn’t quite reach there. And in summer there’s a verandah out the back.
It’s like a labyrinth. You can get lost on the way back from the toilet if you don’t pay attention to which room your friends are in.
I first ate in this place in 2008. It was spaghetti bolognese. It wasn’t very good.
I haven’t eaten there very often since then, because the food there never really impresses me. But, it’s a bar and their goal isn’t 5 star dining. So, if I’m there and I’m hungry, I’ll order something.
Usually it’s a club sandwich, or toasted sandwich, with fries. Something like that. (By the way, they make good fries!).
So, you all know what a sandwich consists of, don’t you? Usually it’s 2 pieces of bread, buttered on the insides, with some internal action like ham, cheese, salad, or something spreadable like peanut butter, jam, or vegemite if you’re Australian.
And usually, these internal ingredients go right to the edge of the sandwich, yes?
Not at this place. Here’s what you get when you order a ham and cheese toasted sandwich.
My toasted sandwich
It’s kind of cute, isn’t it? Mini ham and cheese in the centre, a bit of salad and here’s your sandwich, ma’am.
Now, a bit of psychology for you. I think, if I was served this sandwich in Australia, I might complain about the lack of ingredients. I mean, the ham and cheese coverage isn’t really proportional to the bread size, is it?
So, in Australia, maybe in the past, I might have complained about it and insisted that they install a bit more ham and cheese. Or at least I would have complained to Olivier, or anyone else who would listen to me.
But here, in Russia, I accept this. I find it cute, and funny enough that I take a photo of it and share it with you on my blog.
I wonder what that’s all about. Any psychologists out there done a study on this? Maybe I’m getting less demanding in my old age.
Let me know if the sandwich in the photo would satisfy you, or if you’d expect a bit more stuff inside.