EVROKAFE

    Type: Shaurma kiosk

    Address: Noviy Arbat, 7A

    Phone: 202-13-55

    Web: n/a

    Arbatskaya

    Price: 500 rubles p/p

    Shit-o-meter: -0.5 stars

Khatchki know what value for money is. In fact Khatchki should be awarded for their dedication to making Moscow’s restaurant scene slightly pleasant and edible. EvroKafe is a fine example of this.

I would describe it as “EvroKafe”, but without the “Evro” and without the “Kafe”. More like a large shaurma kiosk with red booths which reminds me of an American “diner” which I’ve seen in millions of movies.

Asides from (delicious) shaurmas, “EvroKafe” serves pizzas, sausages, lepyoshki and other delicious Khatchki food at a mightily low prices.

To borrow the style of Mastercard’s lame advertising campaign:
Pizza—300 rubles;
Beer—100 rubles;
View onto Noviy Arbat from the outdoor terrace—priceless.
For everything else there’s CASH. Unfortunately they don’t accept cards here. True Khatchki-syle.

I owe my relationship with my g/f to this place. When we started dating, and I had no money, we used to come here in the summer evenings. I could pay the bill, and she would be impressed by the central location. We could have a few drinks, get tipsy, then “gulyat” on the Stariy Arbat… one thing led to another… Ok, I would’ve scored anyway, but EvroKafe made it all the more lighter on my pocket. All because Khatchki know what hospitality is.

Speaking of which, the service is (was) brilliant! Staff have changed recently, but the waitresses who used to serve us were extremely friendly, even remembering us and treating us as “regulars” (even though I was too poor to pay a tip). Another indicator of the high level of service is the fact that they ask you if you want another drink when your glass is empty.

This place is perfect for meeting up after work with buddies. Even better if you’re wasted and need some fatty, slimy food to soften the blow of Jaguars and Baltika 9’s which you’ve been drinking on the street nearby.

Interior is comfortable. There are pictures of European capitals painted on the roof with the Cyrillic and English names labeled by the picture. I found it funny that “Kiev” was wrongly spelled in Cyrillic… Also Amsterdam and Riga don’t have English translations… Ha ha! Those Khatchki are so cute…

It loses half a point for the fact that I’ve contracted cold-sores after eating here on two separate occasions.

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