NEWS
June 1, 1996 | RICHARD BOUDREAUX, TIMES STAFF WRITER
Several times a month, the mayor rolls up with an entourage in black Volga sedans, squeezes his cannonball head into a hard hat and inspects the mammoth, unfinished Christ the Savior Cathedral inside and out. He studies blueprints and timetables. He barks commands. If work is behind schedule, he pounds a fist, chews out a foreman. He checks to make sure there's an endless supply of kvas, a beer-like incentive, on tap for the 2,500 builders who toil round the clock.