Chicago | Indienne — A One-Michelin-Star Indian Restaurant

🤢 Who on earth is praising Indienne? I’m genuinely curious! After seeing rave reviews on about their recent menu, I couldn’t resist trying it. And boy, was that a mistake—I’ve never had a worse Michelin-starred meal in my life. The appetizer looked beautiful—a little green sphere on a crispy tart with a unique texture. But the taste? Imagine stomach acid mixed with a hint of vomit and a sprinkle of spice... 💀 The cherry tomatoes, scallops, and the add-on lobster were okay—at least edible. The lamb chop was passable if you tried hard enough. But the paste paired with the lamb chop was awful. The chicken makhani looked tempting but turned out to be yet another bland, mushy mess. Halfway through the meal, they brought out an ashtray-like bowl containing a single compressed towel—trying way too hard to make disposable napkins feel “ritualistic.” 🙄 The real nightmare was the dessert gummy. The moment I bit into it, an intense fart flavor exploded in my mouth—so unexpected and foul that I screamed in the restaurant without thinking. Absolutely traumatic. I wanted to brush my teeth ten times right after. And the drinks? Each one was uniquely terrible—worse than the bitter Chinese herbal medicine I had to drink as a kid for “growing taller.” Oh, and they’re seriously stingy! 1️⃣ The naan that came with the lamb chop? You have to pay extra for it. 2️⃣ It was my friend’s birthday, and their idea of a “birthday surprise” was a single candle stuck in an empty bowl. How creepy is that? 🕯️👻 #ChicagoEats #MichelinFail #IndianFood #WorstMealEver #FoodieNightmare #BirthdayFail