Curry King

The chicken marsala is so good. I always get it with chick peas its delicious. The Naan is fluffy when you bite into it youl feel like you’re in heaven

So I ordered food around midnight, which shouldn’t be a very busy time for them. It took an hour for the food to get here and the delivery guy demanded a $ 5 tip. I called the manager and he wasn’t happy so this doesn’t necessarily reflect on the restaurant.
However, the 1-​star rating is due to the food. On top of it being late, it
Was also cold. The garlic naan was tough and chewy. The chicken curry was just pieces of chicken thrown in a bland, watery sauce. No vegetables, no rice, just chunks of chicken and bones with not much meat. The taste was awful. This is the only time I’ve ever had bad Indian food and it was really bad.
My girlfriend had a vegetable curry that consisted of mushy cauliflower in an overall bland sauce.
All in all, I won’t be ordering again and would highly suggest anyone considering this place to go somewhere else.

Pretty cool dive in spot. The lamb chops and wings are splendid. Everything is reasonably priced and a generous amount of food. The owner and staff are very sweet and attentive and always AIM for customer satisfaction. This place is 24 hours and caters to all. I use to eat here 3 – 4 times a week. It is that good. Great asset to the neighborhood.

This place is INCREDIBLE. Best lamb chop i have had in YEARS. This is the proverbial hole in the wall, but WOW is the food good and CHEAP.
Ten bucks for the lamb, rice and veggies. Garlic nann, mango lassi and the best rice pudding I can remember eating. $ 17! I could barely eat half of what I was served.
Open until 4am, guess I will be coming when I get home late from work!

Always good for speedy, rich, and flavorful Indian food. There’s plenty of seating, the area is clean, and there are lots of options to choose from.
The value is not as good as some of the other places like this in the area, so you need to be strategic with what you want to get.
Specials change daily.

Everything here is amazing. You should try it at least once. You’ll be back again. The long grain rice is so good too.

This is where the REAL Desi people eat. The food is tasty, plentiful, and. the staff is most friendly. you may find better cuts of chicken in the fancy places on Broadway, but for price/​value ratio, this is the place to go. I had their Tandoori, Tikka Masala, and Achar chicken. Their rice is wonderful, as is the Palak.

The prices don’t make much sense (a small side of paneer costs nearly the same as a full veggie plate).
But more importantly, beware of food poisoning. my husband got very sick after we ate here (and I did too, but to a lesser extent).
Doaba deli across the street is better.
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I don’t like that everything contain onion.
my naan wasn’t too burnt. oily greasy gave it to my dogs

A Naan Love Story:
A friend and I walked into this place on a random Tuesday night. We each ordered a combo plate with chicken tikka and spinach for ~$ 10 each and a garlic naan as the lady hastily took our order as well as 3 other customers’ at the same time. We got the food, sat down and dug into our plates. I slowly picked up the garlic naan and sunk my teeth into it.
And then it happened…
My senses were swiftly taken to Krispy Kreme. I had a fresh glazed donut at the entrance of my mouth, my tongue feeling the heat of the donut. Then suddenly…
I was in India, standing before a street cart on a dusty road. The dough frying in the vat of oil stung my nose and eyes, but the fresh dough I had between my teeth placated my senses. Oh no not again…
I was 5 years old in our family van taking my first bite of a Hershey’s chocolate bar. I could feel the giddiness running through my veins. Or maybe it was sugar. It felt good though.
Finally, I was back in Curry King staring at my friend across the table, and for a split second I could have SWORN that I felt true, undying, unconditional love. Then I came to my senses when i realized how weird my friend was looking at me. I offered it to him and witnessed his transformation as he traversed the stages. We looked at each other and both understood the journey we had just gone through, like forming the unspoken bond between a dog and its owner.
GET THE GARLIC NAAN.

This is the best Indian food I’ve had in a very long, much better than my ex-​favorite place in the east village.

So far this is my first time here and when comparing the «indian» food within the 5 block radius, this so far has been the better of the 3. Sign in front is pretty ghetto so I wasn’t expecting fresh made to order food.
Ordered chick peas, chicken marsala with rice, and a samosa. Food was decent for what the place is. I cringe inside when I see food get shoved in the microwave, but as I mentioned it was actually satisfying. Price is decent as well. Not really a place I’d get food to stay, but totally down to get food on the go
Lady at the front was pretty patient with me considering I had no idea what half of the food was. She took the time to tell me what everything was. All food is premade, decent amount to choose from for a hole in the wall establishment.
Would I come back, I don’t see why not so far. This time I don’t need to be completely wasted to enjoy the food!

I used to come here all the time. The chai is really amazing and the biryani is always fresh.
However, this past time I saw two big cockroaches on the floor and the staff did nothing about it. They were quite passive about it, and didn’t care at all.
Suffice to say, not going here anymore. There are other places nearby with good chai and biryani.

As an update to my last review/​rant, they did reimburse me, even though I didn’t have a receipt. Not sure whether it was them or my credit card but at least no money lost except what I lost paying for this food. I still won’t ever go back there.

UNLESS YOU WANT HAIR IN YOUR FOOD AND ROTTEN FOOD DON’T GO!
Let me start by saying I was sooo upset by this place that I had to come and write a review. This is my second time at Curry King, the first wasn’t that amazing but I liked the fact they didn’t serve my curry over the rice, that just drentches it.
Two night ago I passed by and got a $ 6 veggie deal, two veggies and rice. I found a piece of hair in my food when i took it home. In addition the potatoe and string beans were rotten. I brought it back the following day to show the lady who served me who outright told me I was lying. She garuntees her food to be fresh. I told her thats some bullshit? You mean hair in food is fresh? Rotten smelling food is fresh. WILL NOT COME BACK HERE!

I must admit, I don’t know for whom this business intends to cater. The logo and name recall a 50’s fast food chain, and the ghetto-​blaster clientele suggested I was on the right track. I was in the mood for some shitty Indian though. Why not? This area has become a haven for Indian trickery with Roti Roll and all of the taxi cab stops.
When I entered, I was greeted by a Chinese man. Perhaps «greeted» is the wrong word, as he simply sat in one of the metal diner chairs and stared at me. I’ll admit, it ended up that I stared at him more than the vice versa: upon his thin and hairless face, he had a large mole on his chin with five or six jet-​black hairs dangling from it. I use the word «dangling» as they measured at a Guiness-​record-​challenging 6 or 7 inches long.
Even as I ordered my food, I couldn’t help playing out the scenario that brought this anomaly to fruition. Did he take pride in his mole hairs? Was it some sort of accident? Did he not know that his mole hairs had grown longer than the hairs on my head had ever measured? How did he shave his face while not accidentally shaving these hairs?
I suppose my diverted attention may have affected my ability to order, but there wasn’t much to choose between. There seems to be a kitchen, but the Indian woman who served me directed me to their pre-​made buffet. She had already grabbed a Styrofoam box and had motioned for me to decide which entrees she should scoop onto my plate. I tried a bit of everything: curry chicken, lamb tikka masala, vindaloo, potatoes, rice, etc. It doesn’t really matter. It was all rather gross. I could see it being excused as «homemade» but my Indian roommate’s mother would beg to differ. I’ve become somewhat of an accidental connoisseur of homemade Indian food by proxy, you see.
Regardless, the food was palatable, but I would never go back. There are so many better options in the neighborhood, why bother?