well, it was awhile ago. the bars closed and we weren't done it seemed, it's all pretty foggy now. I posted *then* thought... hm. I better look it up. I don't remember the name of the outfit--I only remember walking up to a window that opened onto their kitchen. There was a long line for oh-dark-thirty in the morning. They're only open (really) late at night. They make up the batch of food, sell it and when they're out, they're done. I was urged to go there by the other folks I worked with, they just told me it's across from the hotel... shit. I forget how they told me to order. Suffice to say, I placed my order phonetically, since I didn't know what they served, and there was no menu. I got this big square styrofoam clamshell takeaway container totally full of some steaming hot food. There was meat, and some . . . dumplings? It was the best meal I had on the whole trip.
I looked around on the internet a bit and the closest thing I could find was "Pel Meni's" and they serve russian meatballs / dumplings. That may well be it. We were not falling down drunk, but we had been drinking.
so, to answer your question, yes, it was 'just food', but it was transcendent.
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