Monday, May 27, 2019

Sofia Bulgaria - Stunning. All you need to know.






This is a long read. Lots of pictures. All you want to know about Sofia.

Sofia, Bulgaria. We are here for 3 nights.

How many famous Bulgarians do you know? I could not think of any to be honest. I do know that Bulgarians are great Olympic Gold Medal winning weightlifters, wrestlers, shot putters and boxers, but unfortunately all these are anonymous to us Indians. Grigor Dimitrov is a 2017 ATP World Number 3 tennis player. I have heard of him in passing. We can conclude that Bulgaria is an unknown quantity for most of us.

We had read that Sofia the capital of Bulgaria is a great place to visit. After some research we decided to take the plunge. Geographically Bulgaria is pretty far from London. In fact, much to my surprise, it is East of Croatia, and East of Greece. Bulgaria shares a border with Greece and Turkey. The flight is 3 hours, which is relatively long for a European destination. There is a 2-hour time difference between London & Bulgaria. It is that far East of London.

We were booked at the Intercontinental which had recently opened after a change of owners, rebranding from the Radisson Blu and a massive renovation. This was a good property, thoroughly modern and absolutely brilliantly located. A walk from almost all the sights that Sofia has to offer. If you do come to Sofia, stay here or at the Sofia Hotel Balkan which is a Marriot Luxury property, also well located.

Bulgaria is part of the EU, so a Schengen Visa is good to enter. Unfortunately, they don’t use the Euro as yet but the Bulgarian Lev. This is a bit of a challenge as getting the currency and getting rid of it is difficult. You waste a lot on either exchange rates or you waste it on buying rubbish at the airport when departing simply to get rid of it. Thank God for those airline promotions of gathering loose change from flyers and giving it to charity.

The city has a decent airport, excellent roads and a decent taxi system. Compared to London, taxis are very cheap. You do need taxis to go to a couple of distant sights and to the airport. There are trams as well as an underground. Language is a bit of a challenge, but the bigger challenge is signage. Almost all signs are in Cyrillic which is as useful to me as Bengali. You have no clue what is written.

We were cheated once by a taxi driver. He spoke enough English to hold his own, did the old Delhi trick of driving around in circles, and then said the meter was 13 Lev which is a lot. On questioning him to show us the meter reading all comprehension of English stopped, immediate fluent Bulgarian commenced. We must have paid 8 Lev extra. Not damaging but upsetting. I point this out as Bulgaria is rated as one of the most corrupt in the EU.

Bulgaria has had a tumultuous history. Somewhat like us in India. Bulgaria has been ruled by a succession of invaders. Originally the locals called Bulgur’s held sway. Then the Eastern Romans or Byzantines came in. The Byzantium Empire was then overrun by the Ottomans [the chaps from Turkey] who ruled for over 500 years. The Ottoman Empire itself started to weaken which led to the rise of Bulgarian National movement. This soon became Communist with Russia having a dominant influence in all things. Finally, with the fall in the Berlin Wall in 1989 Bulgaria became a Republic with its own constitution in July 1991. The bottom line is that Bulgaria has stepped out of Communism only in the last 30 years.

The result of these various rulers Bulgaria has a diverse architecture clearly visible.

Bulgaria is a relatively poor country. On the streets of Sofia, you don’t see many expensive cars, by expensive I mean upwards of Rs 50 lakhs. Hardly any BMW or Mercedes and certainly no Rolls Royce. I did see a Porsche but that was about it. Most cars are humble. Things are cheap by European standards. Not may fancy upmarket shops, no big brands that I could see, just a few Italian clothes shops. The fact that Bulgaria is a poor country is clearly indicated by (a) most maids and housekeeping staff in London Hotels are Bulgarian and (b) while I hate to write this, newspaper reports show that many of the beggars/tramps in London are Bulgarian.

The sights in Sofia are simply superb. Almost all, as I have written earlier, are located right in the centre of town walking distance from each other and from the Intercontinental Hotel. From the outside these were remarkably well maintained. On the one hand you had the really old Churches, to the more modern palaces and the still more modern Russian/Communist structures. All of them were very impressive. As far as the Churches were concerned, this is similar to what happened in Spain. Churches were converted to Mosques and back to Churches with the change of the “dispensation” as we love to say in India. Other Churches were turned into Hospitals and libraries. Churches were built upon and expanded and the newer construction is clearly visible, especially in the Boyana Church.


St Alexander Nevski Cathedral.


                                                             St Alexander Nevski Cathedral.



St Alexander Nevski Cathedral.



St Alexander Nevski Cathedral.


St Nikolas Russian Church


St Nikolas Russian Church


St Nikolas Russian Church


St Nikolas Russian Church


Catedral de Sveta-Nedelya



Catedral de Sveta-Nedelya

The Churches are all small compared to many of the magnificent Cathedrals and Churches you have in Europe like in Cologne, Aachen, Paris and so on. Not only are these smaller but they are simple in architecture and construction inside. No stately organs, no statues and elaborate altars. I am unsure whether this is due to the fact that the religion is Christian Orthodoxy or due to the fact that Bulgaria is poor and has been so historically.

There was a Roman walled city in existence in the center of Sofia. This was uncovered when the underground was being constructed. The route of the underground was altered and the excavated are has been preserved and integrated into the stations. Well done. In this area you also have 4 religious monuments standing cheek by jowl. The Bulgarians take great pride in telling you that this shows tolerance and secularism. These 4 are a Synagogue, a Mosque, an Orthodox Church and a Roman Christian Church.









Also, in this area stood a statue of Lenin. In 2000 after the fall of Communism, the Lenin statue was removed and replaced by a huge statue of a lady symbolizing Sofia, as a sort of dedication to the city. Of course, much like in India, much scandal was associated with this statue. The allegation was that the face of the statue was very similar to the face of the Mayors wife. The initial praise of the statue by the Orthodox Church soon turned to criticism as the Owl and the Laurel Wreath held by Sofia were Pagan symbols. Further “Sofia” had her cleavage showing with very prominent nipples. Horrors! The lady could not be a Saint!



Sofia also has hot springs. Around these springs a “Hammam” or public bath was constructed. Very beautiful building. Today the building houses a Museum, not very big nor impressive, unfortunately. The springs still exist and the water is channeled into several outlets. The water is drinkable and comes out warm at 38C. It has a slight metallic taste. People come by and fill large bottles, like our Bisleri 25-liter bottles and take the water home as it has medicinal values. The liver and kidneys are benefited drinking this. I had a few glugs, not feeling better!





Above: 4 pictures of the former Sofia Mineral Baths. Now the Sofia Regional Historical Museum


Buildings in Sofia were schizophrenic. At times you saw beautiful well preserved well maintained old buildings. At times there was simply a sprawl of poorly maintained concrete building much like what we have back home in Mumbai. In fact, these buildings were a lot like Mumbai buildings. Lots of abandoned under construction buildings too, like in Mumbai. I could not discern any pattern of upmarket streets, just a hotch potch of good buildings and poor buildings along the street. Some streets had no good buildings at all, just what seemed to be run down housing. Of course, in the outskirts, i.e. near the airport as well as on the way to the Boyana Church we saw large modern office buildings.









Above: The beautiful





Above: The ugly.





Above: Some Soviet era buildings. All government offices
 


Much is made of the Boyana Church. This is a UNESCO World Heritage Site located a few kilometers out of town up in the hills. You need to take a taxi to and fro. Ask the cabbie to wait. Now I have a very dim view of something that is branded a UNESCO World Heritage Site. I have always found them subpar, with wheelchair access being the most notable feature. These also happen to be “Note Chaaapne Ka Machines” if you know what I mean. The Boyana Church is small, I mean small. To enter costs 7 Euro or 14 Lev. Only 8 people are allowed to enter at a time for 10 minutes. Crowds are huge. We got there by 10.30am and were informed that we could enter at 1.45pm. We simply abandoned the idea and had a walk around the Church. That took all of 3 minutes. What a huge let down. Let me clarify, on looking on the Internet, the insides of the church are really nothing to get excited about. In retrospect no regrets at all in not going in.



Sofia is famous for its yellow or golden cobblestoned streets. These cobblestones line many of Sofia’s roads. They are treacherous when wet or icy, cars skid and pedestrians slip. If you wish to practice orthopedics Sofia is the place to be. The story behind these cobblestones shows once again, the historic corruption in Bulgaria, much like our own Bharat. The King Tsar Ferdinand believed the muddy streets would be beautified with the installation of these gold cobblestones. He claimed that the cobblestones were a gift from the Austro Hungarian King who was his cousin. It turns out that this was bollocks, the State was paying for these cobblestones. Sound familiar? They are now being steadily replaced with the less slippery grey variety.



Sofia, with its years of Communism as well as under the Ottoman Empire, has several rather grim statues. The city has several open spaces and parks. It is a green city and people have lots of benches to sit and relax. It is quite pleasant. These statues, a few of which I have photographed are quite a contrast to the idyllic parks they are located in.

















No one plucks flowers for "Pooja".



To conclude, we thoroughly enjoyed Sofia. If you are efficient and methodical in your sightseeing, 2 nights are enough, 3 if you want to be relaxed. Do visit as a second-tier city. In some ways Sofia is like a mini Budapest. These old former Communist cities have a lot to offer. Recommended as a short break.






Friday, May 17, 2019

Celeste - London










The Lanesborough Hotel is at Hyde Park Corner. This is not a large hotel, though very swish. I believe that pre renovation it was the favourite of Russian Oligarchs. The Hotel underwent a huge renovation in 2015. Aspleys the longstanding restaurant was renamed Celeste and opened with a fresh team. Our old friend Enrico from Le Gavroche was appointed restaurant manager and with a high-powered Chef on board the restaurant was poised to great things. Then, the Chef changed and Enrico left to join Claude Bosi at Bibendum. Today Steeven Gilles is the Chef on board with anew team front of house. The restaurant has 1 star in Michelin. The website describes the food and experience as “Honouring British heritage and provenance with modern European creativity, Céleste's aim is to take you on a culinary journey of great flavours and food with a real story.” Pretty tough to live up to if you ask me.

We made bookings from Mumbai and our friends from Mumbai who were also going to be in London decided to join us for dinner. The table was for 7.30 pm. We decided to have a pre-dinner drink at the Library Bar. The Bar was lovely. Great ambience, an older crowd, all well-dressed. We thoroughly enjoyed our drinks, a Sipsmith Gin Martini for HRH the Queen of Kutch and a Negroni for me.

We walked across the corridor to our table at Celeste. The room was large with a large skylight covering most of the area. Tables were on two levels. The room was done up in blues and golds with a large chandelier dominating the room. I thought the décor was off, something was not quite right, but I am in the minority. Most people like the room.

Thankfully, jut one menu comprising of two sections, a Tasting Menu and an a la carte. Compact. The Wine list was extensive, and, in my view, very sensibly, has a section 60 under 60 where there were 30 Reds and 30 Whites all priced at less than £ 60.

Bread and butter were served. The butter was excellent, whipped and smoked. An Amuse Bouche was served. This was our `Sabudana’ wafer, except classily done, with various purees and herbs. Quite nice.



The menu was compact, as I have written earlier. With four of us on the table we did not order everything on the menu. There were many repeat dishes. The photos have the descriptions.


Perfect Cotswold Legbar hen egg white asparagus, stew broad beans and Jabugo ham mayonnaise



Morrels stuffed with chicken farce, mixed herb smoked mashed potatoes and yellow wine sauce. Please note the "Sabudana" element




Halibut roasted, mixed herb smoked mashed potatoes, sautéed spring onion and lobster peppercorn sauce





Chilean sea bass confit, black rice organic noodle glaze with peanuts butter and coriander 




Mille feuille parfait, caramel tuile, and puff pastry shard 



Unfortunately, the overall meal was very patchy. Service was decent, nothing unusual neither good or bad. Simply standard. No particular charm. Both starters were excellent, the Morels particularly so. My Hens Egg starter was constructed like what they do in Australia. The plate is smeared with a sort of sauce/dressing/creamy element and the rest of the ingredients piled on top. My Egg had a Ham flavored Mayonnaise on the base. Made the dish quite heavy. But I admit, seasoning was spot on as was the runny yolk of the egg and the colours of the dish.

The Main courses proved more problematic. I had no real problem with mine however, the Cod ordered by 3 of us was a problem. The protein itself was excellent. The Noodles were sticky claggy and bland. The dish has no sauce. The sauce element came by way of spiced peanut butter in which the noodles were tossed. HRH the Queen of Kutch was very dis-satisfied. There was an additional problem with the menu. The "Sabudana" trick repeated itself on the Morel dish, this time the "Sabudana" being coloured with Squid Ink. Smoked Mashed Potato appeared on some starters as well as main courses. So if you ordered a starter and main with this common element you would not be pleased. The butter too was smoked. Someone needed to edit the menu. 

Just one dessert was ordered. Again, a similar texture unfortunately. Creamy. So, my meal began with a creamy Mayonnaise and ended with a creamy parfait.

Through the evening the restaurant was barely ¼ full. This is almost peak season in London and it was a glorious early summer evening in a top hotel. I have always felt that for some reason, generally speaking, restaurants in grand hotels just do not work. The magic element is missing. We have seen this in Alain Ducasse at the Dorchester, the Dining Room at the Goring and at Helene Darroze at the Connaught. This is another example. One restaurant that does work, and work well is the Dining Room at the Ritz. Now that is a beautiful room, with food to match.

In the end the experience was subpar. Does this place deserve a Star in Michelin, I believe not? That, alas is a problem with Michelin not the restaurant. Michelin need to judge a bit more judiciously. 

Did this restaurant live up to the claim and promise on its website that I have reproduced in the opening paragraph? Most certainly not.  Would I recommend this restaurant? No.







Thursday, May 16, 2019

Why I like London.








People ask me, why do you like London so much? Why do you keep going to London? Are you not bored?

I had all sorts of answers, from the Samuel Johnson cliché - When a man is tired of Londonhe is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford” – to the more mundane, though true explanation – London refreshes the mind.

But, honestly, London is truly an amazing city. You have the world’s best theatre, the best films, the best music, museums and galleries. You have fantastic exhibitions running, events that will absolutely thrill you. Yes, probably a New York could match London, however, London is right up there with the best. For many London is Harrods, Bicester Village and Selfridges. To each their own.

We truly love what London offers. Each visit is different, each visit has a new and stimulating experience which we cherish and later, look back on with pleasure.

This visit was yet another example.

A day after landing, we were booked to see Jocelyn Brown at the Jazz Café. Jocelyn Brown is a unique talent. She is a 69-year-old American who now lives in London. Though an excellent singer in the R&B/Soul/Disco genre, on her own she did not achieve many hits. Her fame came by lending her voice to several bands, often studio bands, which had huge disco hits. She sang with bands like Incognito and Inner Life among several others. Her big solo hit was Somebody Else’s Guy. I have several of her songs on several different CD compilations, but, as she was often a hired vocalist, I had no idea it was her singing. These CD compilations have non existent liner notes, so information on the songs is difficult to come by.

Back in the day when I was between 18 and 25, disco music was regarded by us sophisticates as the pits, no sensible music lover listened to disco. At the absolute bottom of the heap, the most disgusting music you could listen to was Bollywood, then, one level up was Smooth Jazz – Kenny G, Spyro Gyra and Grover Washington were big Smooth Jazz stars – and then it was Disco. Frankly, I always liked Disco, it was, to my ear, simply Funk/R&B/Soul all mixed up and simplified, with great singing. As I grew older my collection of Disco or dance music grew. So here was a chance to see Jocelyn Brown a true Disco star in the flesh. I grabbed it with both hands.

When Jocelyn Brown came on stage, I was shocked. Here she was, hugely overweight, on crutches, barely able to walk, struggling to get up on stage. On stage she sat on a chair thru the entire performance. Her band consisted of a Drummer, 2 Keyboard players, a Bassist, a Guitarist and 3 female back up vocalists. Everybody on stage was Black, and everyone was hugely overweight. I was really distressed. This did not look good at all.

Then, the music started and Jocelyn Brown opened her mouth to sing. My initial shock changed the moment she started to sing. What a voice, such power, such beauty. The initial shock changed to complete respect and amazement at what I was seeing and hearing. Here was this 69-year-old obese, non mobile singer belting out vocals. The cliché stand-and-deliver came to mind, except, she was sitting. There were no theatrics, no movements on stage, no fancy lighting, no dancing, no video screens, nothing. Just a singer sitting down and singing beautifully, powerfully and soulfully. Song after song after song, familiar hit after hit.






Jocelyn Brown sang for about 90 minutes. She had the entire audience in the palm of her hand, people we literally dancing in the aisles and singing along. What an absolutely lovely experience. A great show, we were so glad we went. It was magical.

The next day we had bought tickets for the new film Amazing Grace. This is a film commissioned by Warner Brothers with Sydney Pollack hired as director to shoot the two-day concert by Aretha Franklin. This concert was released on LP [long playing records for those who can remember] called Amazing Grace on 1st June 1972. Amazing Grace is the biggest selling record of Franklin's entire fifty-plus year recording career as well as the highest selling live gospel album of all time. This concert was held in the New Temple Missionary Baptist Church in Los Angeles. In the film you can see the band which comprised of real heavyweights – Bernard Purdie, Chuck Rainey, Cornell Dupree and others - sitting discretely in the Pews with their instruments.



The film had technical problems; the sound could not be synchronized. Finally, with the advent of digital technology this became possible. Then there were problems with Sydney Pollack dying of Cancer, then Aretha Franklin sued and subsequent she passed away too. Finally, her Estate gave permission for release and 47 years later the film is out for all of us to see.

To call the film brilliant is probably incorrect. The film merely captures a seminal music concert. This was Aretha at the height of her powers. Her singing is titanic, magical and ethereal. There are times when members of the choir jump up and sing or dance, members of the audience fall into a trance, and, Mick Jagger who is part of the audience is seen clapping along ecstatically. Once again, this is a recording of a concert with no stimulants. No lighting, no dancing, no musicians showboating. Just simply the cumulative power of the music and the majestic singing. You cannot but be moved when you see this film. At points I too had tears rolling down, I am glad the theatre was dark.

This is a truly remarkable recording of 2 enchanted evenings. If this is ever released in India you must watch the film.

So, there you are, these are some examples of how coming to London does not ever bore us.