Egoist Restaurant
What does Egoist mean to me? It means I'm an ambitious philosopher of wines and a catering director of all cuisines. Coming in after you, if you will, invisibly or in the flesh, I'll take care of every mouthful and every gulp from my kitchen and cellar ... sure that you'an Egoist too.
But I am completely non-partisan concerning the colour of your eyes, or lesser used mother tongue - treat it tenderly, talk to me, I'm your friend!
We, the Egoists, deserve the best in the world, and it must be served to us right now. Not any old kind of endeavoured French cuisine or Neue Sachlichkeit of the German Kruch or mocking of English cooking mixed Russian & Chinese, but all that we realised in our childhood dreams and never had the time or chance to taste in delight. Alas, we have all been egoistically told that you just can't find that kind of place nowadays ... where healthy, natural, perfect meals match the sophisticated selection of the most charming vintage wines. But it's here - you've dropped into the place of your old romance! It's a fair game, so don't be afraid!
... But before throwing yourself into an easy-chair and a challenge to the kitchen, take the route via the nostalgic labyrinth. On the ground floor, straight from the lobby, there lures a half-dark Relays Provance with deep Roman Roots. On the first floor don't miss the pale-pink banquette room - The Rosebuds Pompadour.
And sneak a peak through the door at the dining brokers, gents and prominents in the so called Die Burgermusses. What a pity that the only secret chamber, The Corner Separe, will be reserved "from here to eternity", as an Egoist enjoys his exellent cuisine in one's company or shares it with only the nicest expert of meals. Long live Privacy! That's our church-wine no.1. So seize your golden time at the Temple of Temptation of Gourmands.
Good appetite from the deacon and the diabole of this place,
Dimiti Demjanov
Please contact us info@grandbaltics.com to make a table reservation and receive Egoist Restaurant A la Carte or group menu. ... But before throwing yourself into an easy-chair and a challenge to the kitchen, take the route via the nostalgic labyrinth. On the ground floor, straight from the lobby, there lures a half-dark Relays Provance with deep Roman Roots. On the first floor don't miss the pale-pink banquette room - The Rosebuds Pompadour.
And sneak a peak through the door at the dining brokers, gents and prominents in the so called Die Burgermusses. What a pity that the only secret chamber, The Corner Separe, will be reserved "from here to eternity", as an Egoist enjoys his exellent cuisine in one's company or shares it with only the nicest expert of meals. Long live Privacy! That's our church-wine no.1. So seize your golden time at the Temple of Temptation of Gourmands.
Good appetite from the deacon and the diabole of this place,
Dimiti Demjanov