Restaurateur
Saveliy Libkin

At Privoz, after the reconstruction because of the fire, finally was opened the second part of the market. Now a fish are sold from the side of Preobrajenskaya Street (former Soviet Army Street) again. When it occurred to local members of administrative staff and businessmen that it isn’t kosher to sell a fish at the 40-degree heat…

It is enough just to set one or two ice generator and all the fish, even if it isn’t always fresh, but will lie in the ice shaving.

Then I visited birthday party of my friend at Lobster and tried not to get drunk on the eve of visit of Karl Frierson to jazz-café Utochkin.

A portion of espresso and reading of menu with French-Odessan names of the dishes at another technical restaurant created offhand in the building of regional administration didn’t stay in my memory. The spying securities and waiters got up from the couches forcedly and dressed the hospitable grin fast but it didn’t solve the issue.

Then was the meeting with residents of Kiev at the café in City Garden.

These girls-ladies have stayed in my memory thanks to their multiple-vector opinions and criticism of Valera Polyakov, something like he doesn’t know what is Florentine-Style Steak, and in general… One of them visits Italy one time in two months and she knows well about lemongrasses and spring rolls and also about something forgettable but which sounds alike. I heard many things about ink of cuttlefish and about acquaintance with Odessan architect Denis. The girls are on business in Odessa, with social project…they familiarize us with it, so to say, accustom us with it. But maybe I perceived these two nice and well-educated girls from the capital somewhat interestedly….?

Also a delicious but sickly sweet cherry liqueur at Klara Bara has stayed in my memory.

The concert began with another jazz dolt, who sand to slip all the guests fast but when Frierson began to sing about New York, everyone returned to life and started to dance. Then we came to Opera café. A banquet-pension plaza turned into modern karaoke-sushi-café for hesitant Arcadian ladies and local patrons-sponsors. Though visitants from Moscow also can count on success here and rather inexpensively.

At 01 p.m. we returned to dacha (not restaurant).

I remember the walks to the Privoz from the time when I was 12 years old. I remember old fish building   withe its  endlress flounders and bullheads, horse mackerel and sardelle and with the tals about mackerel. Then at this place started building of thedepartment store. The building last ed about 7-8 years…  Then the govermant of the city have been changed and the owner of the department store find himself in the USA and the building was left  unfinished. It was left in this state till the return of the prior government. But either the excitement have got cold or have happened something else and they decided do not finish the building and just granted on lease the concrete  storeys  for any purpose. At these areas people sell that goods for which they have rented these areas. In this way the planed department store  turned out the  branch of 7 km in the center of the city and near the Privoz.

At the same time all theremoved kiosks from the Deribasovskaya street were placed at Privoz. Then the part of Privos  slowly changed into the manufactured goods market  at which you can find  the bra form the sack which cost  3 hryvnias side by side with the parseley and Chinese slippers.

Now passing by Privoz you can see  “blue” buildings of the new owner and the parking, which is combined with the  wholesale marked owned by the same person. Simultaneously with this Privoz have been ” supplied” inside and outside with businesses of the type “Everything with the cost 10 hryvnias” and strange shops with the assortment from the China again which can’t be named. In addition the tolerance of the leadership allows to sell just form the road near the entrance to milk building the milk mixed up with greens, curds and ubiquitous Chinese rags . In short it is terrible to come to the Privoz. I have tied to do this several times but it is very terrible.  I think that the only things which can be bought at Privoz  it is  meat  shared between  old and new buildings, by the way the owner of the new meat building is also the owner of the blue hotel with  Egyptian facade.

The place where people sell the vegetables separated from another goods by the independent  row of stalls and the leadership keeps an eye on that  the manufactured goods won’t sell near the food. True, the building in which people sell meat  smells and flakes off in some areas but the owner  of the market  have build up small shops near this building and  in this way  he was able to decorete a little bit the facade of the meat building.

There is also an unique signboard made of  polyurethane foam or casted from the bronzeat this market

In other respects  it is usual market.

All the photoes at the Noviy rinok have been made by approbation of the sellers.