BarChick had to reassure her date that we weren’t off to a newsagents (yup, produkty means corner shop in Russia), we were in fact in search of an awesome bar. Located 200 metres from the main tourist drag, this is the last place you’d expect to find a spot as bangin’ as this.
It’s kitscher than our gran’s front room (that is if our gran lived in GDR Germany). The cosy, cave-like space was crammed with retro furniture, mainly sourced from 70s East Berlin with old school typewriters’ and a Wurlitzer jukebox that only accepts Deutschmarks (you can pick up tokens for it at the bar). Somehow squeezed in the corner they have a DJ spinning out classics – we liked 80s Wednesdays, totally fits the vibe.
Drinks are priced to suit a cash-strapped hipster’s wallet at only 300 roubles (5 quid) a pop with homemade menu cards talking up a house Negroni and some kind of boozy lemon drink in a jar. They also do hummus and soup as snacks.
We love the homely feel of the place and that there’s a buzz even on quiet nights. If you find yourself short of conversation, check out the wall-sized poster of chickens laying eggs. Weird.