Dhaba Beas — Restaurant in Prague

Great jumping jackals of cash-bloated carnivores, I staggered into your so-called “compassionate oasis” already reeling from the usual Prague back-streets stench of roasted pork knuckles and cheap Pilsner, hoping—no, clinging—to the fever-dream notion that I might find a plate of greens unpolluted by the industrial misery machine. But then—WHAM!—a menu price pops up like a mesca hallucination: three hundred Czech koruna for what amounts to a handful of lentils gently sobbing beneath a drizzle of tahini and the faint promise of enlightenment. My dear enlightened profiteers, have you been huffing premium patchouli in the walk-in fridge?

Picture me, jaws unhinged, peering at the total like it’s a live grenade: 300 CZK, roughly the ransom note for two solid pints of gasoline and a roadside motel room in the American desert—prime real estate to witness our civilization’s slow-motion implosion. And here you are, packaging austerity cuisine in recycled bamboo bowls then robbing the spiritually malnourished under the shimmering guise of ethical gastronomy. The irony is thick enough to butter a brick.

Do you recall the first commandment of counterculture commerce? Neither do I, but I’m certain it wasn’t “Thou shalt fleece the pilgrims with inflated Buddha bowls.” You’ve taken the pure, raw nerve of vegan idealism—no animals harmed, no planet scorched—and stretched it on the rack until its moral fibers snap, just to wring out a few extra coins from the wallets of desperate herbivores. Frankly, it reeks of boutique brutality: the hipster variant of a stockyard, except the cattle are rainbow-flag-waving millennials willingly herding themselves to the register.

I can hear the smooth croon of your marketing guru already: “It’s not just a meal, it’s an experience—organic, gluten-free, and Instagrammable under Edison bulbs tuned to the Chakras of the Cosmos.” Hogwash! I’ve had more transcendent experiences with a stale can of beans devoured at 3 a.m. on a bus bound for Bratislava. At least that roadside bean-fest cost pocket change and didn’t drape itself in the velvet curtain of sustainable smugness.

Let’s chew on some raw arithmetic, shall we? If you slashed that sticker shock in half—150 CZK—I’d haul a crew the size of a minor religion into your establishment every damn day. Picture eight hungry misfits storming the counter, jamming your tip jar with honest coins, cackling like a pack of peyote-addled coyotes. That’s a reliable stream of revenue, a steady drip of goodwill. Instead you’ve opted for the smash-and-grab model: one-time tourists and hapless locals scuttling in, slapped silly by the price tag, and staggering out never to return. Whose grand vision is that—Genghis Khan’s MBA...

The concept is good: buffet, lots of vegan stuff (all?) and clearly marked, quite tasty asian food. But only 1 of the 7 dishes I put on my tray was actually warm. The rest was luke warm or just plain cold - including e.g. a massaman curry that I really feel should be served warm. Hence the low rating.

Otherwise the food is tasty and has potential. LOts of dishes were also packed with protein like tofu.

There is lots of seating, even if it isn't the cosiest place around.

All in all, there are better places to eat, but since I'm staying at a hotel next door, this seemed like a convenient choice. Won't eat here again though if I...

This is a heavenly place for those who seek vegetarian in Prague. They serve Chhole and Rice, yes you heard it right. The only place to do it. They have cuisines varying from Asian to Indian. All Vegetarian. The approach is simple. Put the food you want to eat in your plate, get it weighed and pay for it. You can choose to eat inside or outside or take it away and eat. And they will let you quench your thirst, drink as much water as you'd like. No wasting though. Prague has quite a few outlets and you can visit...