A couple of years ago Dima (the one who took over the Dacha & Horses project) told me that an Indian food is now available in Tver but I disregarded the story thinking good things just don’t happen in that hole. It turned out that the Indian Spices now does have an outlet in this gloomy city. It is Bulvar Radisheva 33. Open 10am to 8pm every day. Tel. +7 4822 574557.
Who was Radishev? Every city on the way from Moscow to St. Peterburg has a street named after Alexander Nikolayevich Radishev who earned this honour for travelling between these two places and publishing, in around 1790, his travel notes intermingled with criticizing the government, for which he was arrested, sentenced to be hanged, sent to Siberia instead, returned shortly because Catherine the Great whom he offended died, made into a big official, put in charge of drafting new laws, found too liberal, reprimanded and threatened with a repeat exile far East which in turn upset his so much that he downed a glass of Aqua Regia – a mixture of nitric and hydrochloric acid in volume ratio of 1:3, strong stuff even capable of dissolving even gold, far worse than famous Baltica No.9 – and died in awful pain. In the communist days he was viewed as a precursor of the revolutionaries who, when upset, would no longer write or quietly remove themselves out of life then deemed unbearable but instead resort to home-made bombs first, then organized themselves into a party, led revolutions followed by Red Terror, famine, purges, wars, efforts at social engineering, a long period of so-called stagnation, then “perestroika”, which is probably an equivalent of liberal 1870s, the recent stabilization and reaction etc. etc. in the usual Russian cyclical manner. Perhaps sending well-intentioned souls like Radishev to Tomsk or Omsk or whatever was not such a disproportionate measure. So he is or is considered to be at the root of modern Russian history, thus Radishev streets, Radishev squares, and Radishev boulevards all over the place. The book that brought him fame and death was not, however, published except in a seriously edited form, during the Soviet era. Nor is it too popular now either. But I got an audio disk and patiently went through it when on the way to pick up clients in St. Petersburg..