My main point of interest is how the artistic community as described in the book still seem to be living as the prerevolutionary bourgeoisie did, with expensive restaurants and fine apartments. The only concession to collectivisation appears to the waiting lists for cottage retreats.
Probably your best bet will be Karl Schloegel's (admittedly massive) Moscow 1937, which goes into extensive detail about life in the city at the time, as well as the cultural sphere.