7a York Street, Liverpool, L1 5BN,
I took my wife there in November. It is situated down a back street in a district full of boarded up buildings and drug dealers with Pit Bull Terriers stood on the street corners. Parking is not safe there, suggest a taxi there if you must go.
It was quiet as the grave when we went, the service was adequate, but the bunch of ‘buddies and cronies’ lurking near the door (in the usual Russian pointy shoes and black leather jackets) all mumbling in Russian gave it more of a speakeasy feel rather than a restaurant.… Click here to continue reading this article