Rev. Dustin ParkerThe Coachmen
Natalie and myself, in order to have a nice quiet night of good food and entertainment decided to go and find a decent Russian restuarant. My suspicion is that she was getting homesick and wanted to eat something that would be familiar. So we went to the Coachman in Surry Hills.
I realise that I said the words quiet night and entertainment in my first paragraph. The good thing is that The Coachman (from here on in to be reffered to as TC) provided an excellent serivce in the way of entertainment. If your idea of entertainment is three young ladies dancing around to Russian music and an exceptional violinist playing inbetween their sets.
Personally, I DID find it entertaining, and Nata found it hilarious. She had warned me that Russians tended to be loud, though I didn't expect it to be this loud. I didn't expect the dancing either. Nata told me that this didn't happen in restaurants back in Siberia. Pity.
Foodwise I am about to admit a cardinal sin. I am a fussy eater. I am not a fan of beetroot but in this case the Shuba (which is also the word for fur coat) was amazing. Beetroot, potatoe and herring have never been so good I am sure. As far as the main goes, we shared a lamb shish kebab thing that was tasty enough that Nata actually liked it (she doesn't like lamb).
All in all, dinner and a show for two for less than a hundred bucks. Money very well spent.
JZ
I realise that I said the words quiet night and entertainment in my first paragraph. The good thing is that The Coachman (from here on in to be reffered to as TC) provided an excellent serivce in the way of entertainment. If your idea of entertainment is three young ladies dancing around to Russian music and an exceptional violinist playing inbetween their sets.
Personally, I DID find it entertaining, and Nata found it hilarious. She had warned me that Russians tended to be loud, though I didn't expect it to be this loud. I didn't expect the dancing either. Nata told me that this didn't happen in restaurants back in Siberia. Pity.
Foodwise I am about to admit a cardinal sin. I am a fussy eater. I am not a fan of beetroot but in this case the Shuba (which is also the word for fur coat) was amazing. Beetroot, potatoe and herring have never been so good I am sure. As far as the main goes, we shared a lamb shish kebab thing that was tasty enough that Nata actually liked it (she doesn't like lamb).
All in all, dinner and a show for two for less than a hundred bucks. Money very well spent.
JZ
