Buterbrodsky is a homage to local poet Josef Brodsky, whose features gaze enormously and only slightly disconcertingly down from the plaster wall, chiselled larger than life. It's also a play on the Russian word for sandwich, buterbrod. The décor is shabby-chic and a little jazzy; the menu is executed in an elegant typewriter font, and slightly inexplicably there are two sets of flippers adorning the corridor by the toilets. Food is tasty and bursting with fresh vegetables. Particularly good is the drinks menu, with shots including smoked pear over dark rum, and the enigmatic Russian-Thai Friendship (vodka with something sharp, dark-berried, and a little tangy). Service is friendly and fast.
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