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Tuesday, 15 December 2015

Classic Slavic cuisine aims to charm Dubai

UAE is home to almost 120 nationalities, so why should it be any different for just that many cuisines? Latest to hit shores is food from Russia, Czech Republic, Ukraine and other Eastern European countries have all come together on one plate. Bringing its culture, tradition and palette to share, the newest fine dining restaurant, Vesna serves traditional Slavic food with finesse.

Exuding a larger-than-life interior design, the décor is eclectic with mammoth-sized royal blue sofas, and bold embellished curtains that separate the dining area from the lounge. Massive mirrors reflect the chandeliers giving the place a little royal, a little homely feel. There's never a dull moment if you stop to look around. Amidst all this grandeur I did manage to find a small table with a few flower pots and candle stands hidden away.
Siberian Beef Pelmeni

Located at the Conrad Hotel on Shaikh Zayed Road, the menu is inspired by award winning international chef Angelova Irina, who brings unique elements to Eastern European Cuisine. Chef Maksim Tvorogov heads all culinary activities at Vesna, which means spring in Russian.

Right out of a Russian home


Russian Salad. Photo by Kymberlee Fernandes
Among the food I tried was the Olivier Salad with Lobster (pictured above) which is a classic Russian salad with a European twist - a blend of baked and boiled vegetables, fresh lobster claw and sous-vide chicken, finished off with diced dill pickles and dressed in mayonnaise and balsamic.
I remember eating it at most family get-togethers where some aunt would invariably bring a bowl of Russian salad. It was refreshing to try the real Russian salad at a real Russian restaurant (...still, reminiscing).
Another dish that made me go back for another helping was the Vinegret Salad (pictured above). Vesna serves it with organic baked beetroot mixed with diced potato, carrot, bell pepper with sunflower oil. It might not sound appetizing, but it's quite commendable the way the ingredients blended. Five stars!
The Siberian Beef Pelmeni was a variant of warm dumplings filled with Australian Black Angus beef served with a cooled sour cream. I'm not sure how I feel about this dish.
The other dumpling served was Vareniki, with a filling of porcini mushroom and potato puree served garnished with fried onions. Delicious or vkusno (pronounced fkoos-na), as the Russians would say!
Thinking of it, this is probably what Vladimir Putin enjoys in the comfort of this sprawling mansion.
The dessert platter was standard with mini chocolate balls and pastries. What did catch my attention though were the bite-sized cakes; they were chewy and sweet and I would, if I could, keep gorging on at least a dozen more.
Verdict: The food tastes local; like it came straight from a native Russian kitchen.
Must try: Vinegret Salad
Cost for two: Dh300

This post first appeared on khaleejtimes.com

Sunday, 24 February 2013

A Lonely Mountain




Imagine all you see is just one mountain, in the middle of nowhere. There are lights that lead you to it, but they've been leading you all along, and you pass every streetlight, one at a time, hoping to get closer to that lone mountain.

And as you head towards it, you’re just being deceived by the many lights you drive by. There’s a dip in the temperature, the fog adds to your restlessness, you slow down. You want to go faster, but you want to stay alive to feed your curiosity too. As you fix your eyes on the curvy road, that brightly lit mountain switches from your left to your right. It’s right there; then you lose sight of it again. The road gets lonelier, the wind cooler, and your unsettling mind urges you to push forward at full speed.

You’ve driven too long to turn around. But Jabal Hafeet, that’s where you’ll stop. After that ride that you thought would never end, the top of the mountain looks so surreal. The city of Al Ain is at its feet. The same feet that you rose from. The valley is too dark to appreciate, but you’re sure it’s there. 



The breath of the wind is all you can hear, and it’s not calming. The cold breeze won’t let your car doors stay open. It’s the violent kind of gust. You defy it and walk across, taking in the freezing weather, in this forlorn desert.

While you’re there, you know well enough, that what you can see, is a just a fraction of what you’ve already seen. It’s not where you are, but what took you there. And for now, that would be me.