Village Biryani — Restaurant in Melbourne

As an aficionado of both culinary exploration and operational excellence, I must preface this review by stating that my experience at Village Biryani presented a paradox of sorts—a gastronomical delight intertwined with logistical disappointments. While the food was indeed exceptional, several aspects of the dining experience fell short of my admittedly high standards.

First, let us acknowledge the indisputable highlight of this establishment: the biryani itself. The rice was impeccably cooked, each grain distinct and infused with an aromatic symphony of spices that evoked a sense of nostalgia, much akin to the comforting embracehome-cooked food. The spice levels—mild, medium, and hot—were thoughtfully calibrated, allowing diners of varying tolerances to select their preferred level of culinary adventure. I, of course, opted for hot, which was perfectly piquant without crossing into the realm of reckless capsaicin overload.

However, as any rational individual knows, the enjoyment of a meal extends beyond the mere flavor of the food. It is here that Village Biryani faltered. The use of plastic cutlery and plates was, to put it mildly, an egregious misstep. Plastic, as a dining medium, is not only environmentally deleterious but also a potential vector for subpar hygiene. I could not help but feel as though I were participating in a dubious experiment with non-standard implements, which detracted significantly from my ability to immerse myself in the meal. A restaurant of this caliber would do well to invest in stainless steel plates and cutlery, which would elevate both the aesthetic and functional aspects of the dining experience.

Now, let us address the dessert offerings or, more accurately, the lack thereof. While the inclusion of gulab jamun, lassi, and soft drinks is appreciated, it feels woefully insufficient for an establishment aspiring to celebrate the rich tapestry of Indian cuisine. Where, I ask, are the kheer and halwa? The omission of these traditional sweets is akin to my girlfriend forgetting to lock the apartment door before we leave for the movies—an easily avoidable oversight with potentially significant consequences. Expanding the dessert menu would not only enhance customer satisfaction but also solidify the restaurant’s claim to authenticity.

In conclusion, while Village Biryani excels in its core competency—namely, producing excellent biryani but it is let down by ancillary elements that should not be overlooked. Plastic cutlery and a limited dessert menu may seem like trivial concerns to some, but to those of us who demand perfection in all aspects of an experience, they represent areas ripe for improvement.

Thus, I bestow upon this establishment three stars—two for the outstanding food and one for the potential it holds to become truly exceptional, should it choose to address the aforementioned shortcomings. As I always say , “There’s always room for...

Went to celebrate a family get together but it was a very disappointing experience - with the atmosphere, food, serving. Very small, congested space , not even enough to accomodate 6 ppl of a family to sit together on a table. 2 Dirty serving dishes - the serving dish handles were actually sticky . We didn’t even wanted to touch them. Rice serving bowl even had rice at the bottom of the dish. Hence avoided ordering dessert or drinks. Worst of all was the disposable plates and spoons they give the guests to eat in. Utterly disgraceful. We had ordered Manchurian and egg fried rice (Manchurian was mentioned in online menu but not in menu book) we asked and were served with Manchurian but no rice till a good amount of time. Rice were finally served but without serving spoons. Had to ask for these basics continuously. Menu mentions Chinese but there isn’t any curry in Chinese dishes. We were informed it was all dried. Had to order chicken boneless curry - wasn’t good in taste.

In short, a disappointing experience- never going again and never...

Our experience at this restaurant was shockingly unprofessional. As we stood at the counter to place our order and make the payment, the staff repeatedly questioned whether we had enough balance—before even taking our order. She even demanded we prove our account balance, treating us like scammers rather than paying customers.

She also ignored our spice level preference, and when my partner reminded her, she shot back an irritated and hostile look. The wait time was absurd—customers who arrived after us ate and left while we were still waiting.

When I asked about our order, she ignored me, then acted like she didn’t recognize me. Finally, instead of answering, she pointed at my partner and asked if I was with her, as if I were a random loiterer.

The lack of professionalism and basic respect was astonishing. This wasn’t just bad service—it was...