212.842.8070
Not a big fan of Indian food, but if you're gonna try it, this place is a safe bet. It's super upscale compared to Indian row in the East Village, so it's quite a different experience. The service is impeccable, and even though it's smack in the middle of Midtown it is sort of off the beaten path. We met some old friends that were warming up their palate for a trip to India and the Himalaya. It turns out this place's original sibling is in New Delhi--which was part of the master plan of said friends.
The Food? Decidedly Indian. A swirl of unique flavors with heavy vegetarian and seafood influence. We endeavored the tasting menu and probably covered just about everything. The ol' wifey wife doesn't like lamb, so that eliminated quite a few dishes. The Phuka was phenomenal, as was the Salmon and Scallops. But the chocolate tart, by and far was the winner of this dinner. I mean, it was absolutely perfect.
Otherwise, it was Indian food. I'm no expert, so I cannot differentiate between good Indian and bad Indian save food poisoning. The flavor profile is so foreign to my bland, white bread way of life that I'm happy I left full and satsified.
