My husband and I recently headed out to Dacha in Greenwich Village... sans baby. Date night, if you will.
I'll admit, it felt good to get a night out on the town without the little bambino and try something a bit different. Notably, the restaurant could clearly handle children, as there were a couple with young infants seated outdoors while we were there. We just thought we'd try to go "old school" without a toddler demanding attention as I'm trying to do a critique while simultaneously playing peek-a-boo with the menu.
We approached the restaurant with great anticipation and decided to sit inside. Then, we merely waited for our dining experience to begin. All without a sippy cup on the table!
I should note up-front that Dacha was different for us to try, because I am not overly familiar with Russian cuisine. What do Russians do differently with food? How do they prepare or spice their dishes? How could I really tell if it was authentic cuisine? I had a million questions, but I thought we should just try it and see what happens.
It's also important to mention that there were more Russians that came through the doors that evening than I had experienced elsewhere. And there were a lot of locals filling up the tables, too. That is a very positive sign when dining in any ethnic establishment. Oh - and as a sidebar: I work with Russian women. Believe me, they don't like much of anything. It seems to me that it is their culture to dislike something right away! So, with Dacha having a fair share of Russians sitting at tables, that meant, to me, that there was a level of authenticity and maybe the home style restaurant brought them some nostalgia of their home as they enjoyed the evening, too. It was comforting.
At first glance, the place seems like so many European restaurants that I have visited (I lived overseas for a number of years). The chairs and the tablecloths gave it a "home-y" kind of feel. There were smiles from the hostess when we came in and the friendliness continued, despite the level of activity that increased as the evening continued. (When we first got there, only one couple was seated outside in the humidity while my husband and I opted for the indoor table with comfy AC - but again, please keep in mind that our reservation was on the early side, so you really can't judge a restaurant's popularity at that hour. -Unless you live in South Florida where the people's average age is 89.)
The outdoor area was inviting (but not so much when it's not 105 degrees in the shade!) and indoors, you feel like you're visiting a relative in Mother Russia, -due to the decor. I took photos, but they didn't turn out very well. You can get a very accurate picture on their website dachanyc.com.
Escargot: An Excellent Choice |
Fish Plate Appetizer |
Pelmini Moscow |
My husband ordered the Cornish game hen and garlic fries. It was also served in a very homestyle fashion and the portion was more than adequate. The waitress had noted that the garlic fries reminded her of her grandmother's own style of cooking, and we were enthusiastically surprised with the aromatic, crispy arrangement that was plated before us.
I think that is my only recommendation to the owners of Dacha: find much better, more succinct descriptions for your menu. I make a point to ask the server what they recommend -especially when I am at a real loss about what to order. Our waitress was really knowledgeable and very helpful in that regard. But, what about someone else dining there? The menu is just confusing the customer who is not familiar with the cuisine (and that was us!).
Overall, I would recommend readers of this blog to try out Dacha for something a little different and also very pleasant. Ask your servers for any help with the menu choices and be open to some new, fresh flavors. You can enjoy a little Russia right here in the city at an enjoyable pace, without the long flight or the cumbersome train ride to Brighton Beach.
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