10/04/2025
Stop Restaurant is many different concepts to many different people.
I always feel emotional around this time that I'm born into this world, not for another week though, so it's fine. Not sure why, maybe it's the anxiety, uncertainty, fear, all of the above really.
My cooking is personal, my style of running a business is personal. It's different to whatever else is happening around me and the industry of hospitality in this city.
It's a tragedy in best form and the best representation of a person with a Russian heritage.
"Beet is the melancholy vegetable, the one most willing to suffer. You can't squeeze blood out of a turnip"- T.Robbins
I like beets. I try to find new ways to use the beets. Beets stain, they linger, but treated right, they will be glorious and unforgettable.
Beets are bloody.
I hate a 25$ small plate restaurant, I dislike dishonesty in food and in general. I cook the way I think cooking should be. Everything matters, the taste, the vision, the generosity, the care.
And I have come to accept that I like classical cuisine, I like to eat food that tastes good, not the food that is painfully extracted out of a silly and unnecessary need to impress.
"Why change a winning formula" - P.Bosuce
So around this time, I feel emotional. I miss , I am nostalgic for comfort, comradery, honesty.
And unlike a turnip, blood squeezes out of me just fine. :)
The dishes pictured are unapologetic and raw:
Salmon and beet tartare with caviar
Torchon of foie gras, wild blueberry jam, basil
Sea bass crudo with peach and tomato
Lake Huron trout
Our best Bocuse impersonation. Grand Lady chef and moi.
If you read this to the end - thank you, you didn't have to.