That's Russian for ""In matters of taste and color, there are no friends"" basically meaning ""to each his own"". While I have no doubt that some Russian natives may like the rib-stickin' homecooking of this place, this Uah boy felt it was somewhat wanting. I've eaten Eastern European cuisine before, gotten a taste for borscht, kasha, pirogis and all that, but Rasputin Restaurant's take on food was just about as austere and sinister as the gaze of the demented old monk himself. I ordered ""gowomki"" (mean's ""pidgeon"" - how appetizing!) because its one of my favorite Ruso-Polish dishes. What I received was something that was boiled to death and swimming in what might only be described as really watered down Campbells soup. Needless to say, not the Gowomki I was used to. And just so you know I had a cultural control variable during my dining experience there, my wife (Polish born and raised in Warsaw) who is very familiar with all this food thanks to Papa Stalin's grip on her homeland back in the bad old days, said she was far from impressed too. Oh well. The service was OK, a very nice man took our order. But someone I can only imagine was his mother or grandmother was glaring at us from the entrance way. At times I wasn't sure if I should wave and smile, or high tail it out of there. On the plus side, its excellent Soviet era decore. Lots of Lenin memorabilia makes you think you're taking a break from the working a Moscow factory during the Cold War. We need a restaraunt with this cuisine in Salt Lake, but unfortunately, I don't think Rasputin's rises to the bar.
Pros: Good Soviet Era decore
Cons: food, overall vibe.