The best restaurantsof indian in Galway

08/07/2025: This is a lovely restaurant in Galway. I missed having momo with my best friend who is from Nepal. He would make them at his house and we’d buy them in Queens. This was the only place I could find momo in Galway. It’s not quite as spicy as Nepali flavors but it is very tasty.

01/07/2025: Fui a este restaurante con mi familia y amigos para cenar y encontré el mejor lugar de la historia y recomendar a otros si te gusta más probar la comida asiática con un ambiente tranquilo y agradable. Personal muy amable y profesional y gerente servicial. Disfrutamos de la comida y muy recomendable.

10/07/2025: Good food, large portions. Options available for vegetarian and vegans . Biryani - veg and non veg delicious

09/07/2025: The two young gentleman serving/hosting lacked a sense of urgency, they were standing there talking for 20 minutes before we even got a water, and I had to ask him AGAINA. My friend and I were asking questions about the menu, and he had no idea what we were asking, seems like he needs to familiarize himself with what he’s serving. He was also extremely rude, made a smart comment when my friend simply asked a question, I will never be back. Food was amazing, server ruined the entire dinner.

10/07/2025: 🏆 Michelin Tire Award for Excellence in Jaw Endurance 1 Star (because zero wasn’t an option) Category: Most Relentless Misrepresentation of Lamb Biryani. Let me paint you a picture. I, a humble survivor of many a food disappointment, placed my trust (and money) in what I thought was going to be a comforting, flavorful lamb biryani. What I received, instead, was a masterclass in how to assassinate expectations and ruin someone's evening. I want to be absolutely clear, I’m not awarding this dish a Michelin star. That would imply some semblance of quality. No, I’m awarding it what it truly deserves: a Michelin tire, because the lamb tasted like it was carved off a radial sidewall and braised in remorse. Every chew was a negotiation. My jaw filed a union complaint. I didn’t eat that biryani, I endured it. This wasn’t “cooked” lamb. This was “slow-chewed” regret. A meditative exercise in dental attrition. Every bite was a war crime against flavor, and every swallow was an existential question. Who cooked this? And why do they hate happiness? What spice mix did they use, printer toner? Was the recipe: “Find meat, remove joy, replace with despair”? I ordered the dish expecting 'comfort food'. What I got was needing therapy and floss. And possibly a jaw reconstruction specialist. Gordon Ramsay wouldn’t yell, he’d just walk out in silence and softly weep into a raw scallop.

08/07/2025: Quick service and a wide variety of tasty dishes.