Prince Of India — Restaurant in Scotland

AVOID AT ALL COSTS!!

Well what can I say? We saw the average rating of 2.6 stars on google maps but really fancied an Indian. So went in with an open mind.

Very quickly, that open mind, began to narrow. Upon entering the establishment we were greeted with what smelt like old, dirty ‘PE kit’ aroma filling the seating area. The place reminded me of an old 70’s horror movie scene where the couple enter a very shady looking place before getting murdered.

We were shown to our quite small table, given menus and time to read them.

The decor is a weird mixture of old English pub (lots of countryside framed pictures) surrounded by Indian themed paraphernalia. Each corner of the room also had an automatic air freshener. Perhaps they had run out? Amongst all that were three CCTV cameras, probably more.

Let’s not forget the garish flashing/colour changing (Blackpool illuminations?) LEDs around the bar which seemed to be in competition with a broken flashing bulb on a wall lamp opposite. It was a bit like morse code and no doubt was desperately messaging ‘get me and yourselves outta here!’

Not a great start. Perhaps I should have learnt morse code so that we could have done a runner there and then.

The waiter took our order whilst telling us that naan breads were not available until 6pm. I’m we asked if they did any fruity ciders to which he said yes. Turns out the only cider they do is a small bottle of Magners. I suppose apple is a fruit.

As we were eating our poppadum starters we were serenaded by the clattering and sucking noises of a waiter who had decided to vacuum the restaurant with a Henry Hoover. Other customers had started to arrive who had to raise their voices to be heard by each other, even across their small tables. At least our chances of being murdered had lowered.

I thought perhaps something had been spilt and this was an emergency cleanup. Wrong! He had almost done half of the restaurant by the time our small and flat onion bhajis arrived. I asked our waiter if the vacuuming would be going on much longer. Thankfully he took the hint and got the guy to stop.

My chicken jalfrezi was pleasantly nice and of a decent sized portion. The pilau rice was good but very small portion. The wife’s tikka masala looked a bit fluorescent, tasted bland and was too watery.

I finished quite quickly without feeling full. Perhaps due to the small rice, small bhaji, lack of naan and small table?

Whilst the wife finished savouring her watery masala I thought I’d take a trip to the WC.

OMG! What a treat for the eyes! Yes this must be where the murdering takes place I thought to myself. It was like a scene from a Saw movie. Red, concrete, stained and peeling floor, dripping in some form of liquid. The spy hole in the cubicle door expertly filled with tatty bog roll. And the sink tap wobbling if you tried to use it. But hey, at least the hot water worked.

Previous reviews mention their credit card machine wasn’t working. I was impressed they’d taken the time to get permanent signs manufactured stating this. Looks like cash only, for the foreseeable.

We managed to peel our seats and feet off of the sticky carpet and go to the bar where you ‘have’ to pay the bill.

So whilst the decor was dire, the toilet terrible and the food small, the bill certainly wasn’t. It was full whack premier restaurant prices.

The lack of an after meal chocolate/mint inspired me to write this truthful if somewhat disturbing review.

We went late afternoon 4.30pm in June 2025.

Oh dear, they still have time to kill us! I’ve just looked up the food hygiene rating.. IMPROVEMENT REQUIRED!!!.

Says it all really.. not just...

Our tour guide suggested this place as a last resort because every restaurant in town was completely booked for the night. We would’ve been better off if we had bought crisps at the Co Op…

When we arrived, we found out it was cash only and when we asked to see the menu just to make sure we’d have enough, the servers simply told to sit down and that they’d point out the nearest ATM after our meal. Then, it took 15 mins for a server to come by our table again when we finally got to ask them questions about the menu.

My friend has to follow low fodmap as prescribed by her doctors so she wanted to make sure she could fine something dairy free and made without garlic or onions. The server was curt and in a hurry to get our order in, which consisted of the beef pathia (£8.95) and pilau rice (£3.55) for me and chicken tikka balti curry (£10.95) with vegetable pilau (£3.95) for my friend. We ordered tap water and…

At least 20 minutes go by, still no water. We have to wave our server down and even after he saw us asking for water, he sent another person to bring us some glasses 5 mins later.

Finally, when our food arrives, my pathia was just warm in temperature and my friend’s curry had been made with onions so they had to take it back and remake hers. The rice portions were very small for the price, maybe 5-6 tablespoons, which made eating my hot (in spicyness) curry more challenging.

We didn’t take any photos because the ambiance and the food were so dingy and lacked any sort of thought into its presentation. I think if you look at other photos in these reviews, you’ll get the gist, except for the rice portions -since ours were at least 25% smaller.

When we’re finally ready for the bill, they tell us to pay at the bar. My friend gave our server £40 for the £27.40 bill and he only returned £2.60 in change. So he either gave himself the biggest tip for the crappiest service and counted on her not noticing… or he made an honest mistake that only makes this dining experience the ONLY bad time I ever had in Portree.

Avoid our mistake and make dinner reservations for every single night!! You’ve...

NEVER VISIT THIS PLACE !!!!

I had one of the worst dining experiences I’ve ever had at this restaurant. I visited with my 7-month-old baby, my husband, and 7 friends — all of us Indian — and from the moment we arrived, the staff seemed unwelcoming, cold, and dismissive toward us, as if they didn’t want us there.

When I asked politely if there was a baby-changing facility, the staff said yes. But when I went to the toilet, it was filthy, smelly, and completely unsuitable — no changing table, no clean surface, and overall unhygienic. When I asked again, they insisted there was one, which was completely false.

Since it was freezing outside and my baby urgently needed a diaper and clothes change, I used my own clean changing mat and sheets on a small wooden surface near our table. There were no other customers in the restaurant, and I made sure it was discreet, clean, and quick — no mess, no smell, nothing unhygienic.

Yet the manager came over and, instead of showing any understanding, rudely accused me of being unhygienic and “spreading infection.” When I calmly explained the situation, he continued to argue, raised his voice, and ordered us to leave the restaurant. His tone and attitude were extremely disrespectful and humiliating, especially toward parents trying to care for their baby responsibly. It was deeply disappointing to be treated this way — not just as paying customers, but as fellow Indians.

The lack of basic courtesy, empathy, and hygiene was shocking. If a restaurant cannot maintain clean toilets or provide even minimal baby-changing space, the least they can do is treat people with respect. I strongly advise families, especially those with young children, to avoid this place entirely. Unhygienic facilities, rude staff, and unprofessional management — this is not how any decent restaurant...