Frankly speaking, this is the only red caviar dispensing machine that I’ve seen in Moscow. It is easily reached from Baumanskaya metro station. It would be nice if there were, say, a machine dis...
About the time I was writing the post quoting the passage on where all ruin starts, a terrorist attack was carried out in Domodedovo airport in the south of Moscow. To think about it, between 7th and ...
Sébastien Le Fol blogs about culture and arts for Le Figaro. His most recent piece was on the subject of why the Parisians seem to similarly adore both Claude Monet and Basquiat whose exhibitions are ...
In our family archive we have several newspapers that date back to the pre-Revolution times. One of them has just marked its 90th anniversary, and if you flick through the pages of the embedded docume...
Do you remember a famous cartoon of a few years ago when a single pencil was drawing a woman in real time on a small screen? It was starting with a sceleton, later dressing the woman up in human skin....
Cofani Funebri 2011 (Italy) Last year I contemplated the appropriateness of publishing the photos of dead people. And in the last two days I’ve come across something that I find culturally distu...
I‘ve just come back from the screening of “Social Network” in one of the central cinemas in Moscow. By the look of it, Moscow bloggers, the users of Vkontakte.ru and Loveradio listen...
I know that when I’ve written Parma Ham, I’m going to dedicate it to the world’s largest direct marketing company. But while I’m writing that one, Reed.co.uk, a UK job advertis...
A self-payment terminal in Moscow This is one area where Moscow is positively ahead of most of the UK (and I’ve been pretty much everywhere, except Scotland and Northern Ireland). You no longer ...
An application of the dog-rubbing luck charm A couple of years ago I read in someone’s Russian LiveJournal about the custom among the Muscovites: to touch, rub and sometimes even kiss a sculptur...