Beating
the Drum
Hidden away in a back
lane behind Kyiv’s famous
The
place is a rabbit warren of small rooms, decorated in an eclectic style, with
musical scores serving as wallpaper and antique musical instruments hanging on
the walls as decoration. On any given
evening, you will find an interesting assortment of ex-pat foreign businessmen,
scholars, diplomats, students and tourists.
Adding to the mix are a colourful and diverse collection of local
intellectuals, revolutionaries, artists and musicians.
The
conversation is typically loud, boisterous and stimulating. If you want to know what’s going on in Kyiv’s
political, cultural or social scene, this is where you will find the latest
inside news and gossip. Local musicians
can often also be found “jamming” here on certain evenings.
The
bar has a fine selection of both foreign and local beers as well as other
drinks. The food, an interesting mixture of Ukrainian, European and American
cuisines, is good and decently priced.
One of my favourite treats, and a Baraban specialty, is chunks of apple
deep fried in a crispy batter and served drizzled with honey. The menu innocently describes this item as
“Battered apples”!
The
place has its regulars whom one is certain to encounter at their usual tables,
regardless of the day of the week. On a
recent evening, I ran into Vasyl Boytchuk, one of the chief organizers and
leaders of the PORA student movement. At
the same table was Roman Shwed, a retired architect from the
The
owner of this establishment is as eclectic as the place itself. Euan McDonald came to Kyiv in 1994 armed with
a Masters degree in IT and Linguistics.
He started out as an English language teacher, then went into
journalism, serving as an editor first with the Eastern Economist and then the
Kyiv Post. When not writing, Euan was
often found playing guitar for a local, funky rock band by the name of Speeding
Lisa.
Eventually
he married a fellow journalist at the Post and in 2000 they decided to open up
the Drum. It was a success from the
start, though it really came to the fore during last year’s
Pacing
yourself, though, is imperative – in the sweep of interesting conversation and
stimulating companionship, it is easy to lose track of one’s liquid
consumption. Hence, the bar’s apt motto:
“Sometimes you beat the drum, and sometimes the drum beats you.”