This place feels like a museum piece, with the primary exhibit being the regulars – grizzled patrons who arrive to cough and splutter over their lunch time vodka; cocktails and dance sounds? Forget it, Anna is a bare bones local haunt filled with 70s leftovers and concrete flooring. That’s not to say we don’t love it; this place is a commie throwback inside a city of conflicting currents – come here to see how things were done in the old days, just don’t expect anything flash.