Mahal & Taj — Restaurant in England

Went here with my son early summer, wasn't sure if it was that great. Son had Butter chicken looked like a load of cream was on it. My son mentioned at the time it wasn't good really... Went back with a friend, on a Tuesday night, we have been into all of the Indians in Taunton now, this was our last one....! In short there are way better around than this one! Booked and waited to be seated, plenty of spare tablets but seemed to want to clear one on the window. We both think there are better places than this one, and better menus elsewhere. Didn't seem busy at all, waited a while to be seat, and waited to be asked if we wanted a drink or poppadoms, not usually the case in a Indian. The menu seems more set for take away. Pretty standard dishes really. Once ordered the food didn't come out together, waited for naan bread and side order. Potoes are hard, like boiled ones with some sauce on. At the end they took the plates didn't offer to take any left overs home. Didn't bring any hand towel. Service wasn't great. Atmosphere - hard to explain.- lacks one really.. The price overall was expensive for what we had, two guys, both fairly hungry £100 done easily. Probably won't return, wouldn't recommend and will go to the various others...

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Just about average. There was only one waiter serving the entire restaurant, which I can understand on a slow weekday evening but this was a Saturday night at 7.30pm. In truth we just felt ignored all evening; as only the absolute bare minimum was done in terms of service -being seated, drinks order taken, food order taken (after a while), food served, then having to ask for the bill after a very long of being ignored. Just was lacklustre and nothing special. Food was average and although we asked for table water at the start of the meal, we were never served anything but the drinks we could be...