2 /5
Évaluation
★
★
Badshah is one of those places that make me wonder why some places have the doors open, when people aren't wanted inside. The lady at the counter, the person serving you, and the people working inside are all unfriendly and hostile. The guy who served me the food, responded to my thanking him, by a strained nod, as if to indicate to me that I should just get back to my seat and start eating. While the restaurant has a bit of authenticity in appearance, with the counter packed with Indian street food and the air smelling of spices to give a dhaba or street restaurant feel, a few minutes in this "authenticity" is just uncomfortable. Most Indian street restaurants have a bit of breeze mixed with spices going in and out, and are well lit. Badshah with it's dim lit interiors, dark walls and suffocating smell of garam masala induces nausea. The food was mixed, ranging from good to bad. One plus point was the nice sauces that they served with the samosa. The vegetables and rice, range from undercooked to overcooked, but the curry sauces are made from original Indian spices . I ate my food with a fridge cold lassi, which always kills the taste of a thick lassi.Overall, the hype around this place can't be explained. As to whether the people working in Badshah are dissatisfied cooking, or serving, or annoyed by politeness, I can't tell. One thing though is for sure, you aren't wanted here.