Ive living here for three years. I heard about this place several times. Yesterday I decided to come after work, order something I missed to eat and drink. Uber, arrived, dressed, sober and with a smile of anticipation of a Shashlyk)). At the entrance, the man in charge of coats met me and he wouldn't let me in! I explained that yes, I alone, I wanted to eat and drink, no, he said that they were closed for me today. There was a hum and music in the hall, but they told me that they were closed to me! I probably haven't seen such a thing even in the post-Soviet for twenty years, but here!