Buffalo Star Kabab/HimalayanFeast — Restaurant in Buffalo

Okay so, lemme start by saying this was a thoroughly entertaining experience. That is in fact what the 2nd star is for. My partner and I were passing through town, absolutely zonked from driving all day, and found a kebab place online near our airbnb. Reviews looked positive enough, and we were just way too intrigued as to why on earth such a place was selling lo mein. Huge red flag, I know, but we were tired and hungry, and my curiosity was peaked. We went for it. My partner noted upon calling that they sounded remarkably happy to have received an order, almost as if this was a rare and thrilling occurrence. Well cool, exciting to provide that on a slow night right?

When we arrived to pick up our order (lamb and chicken kati and egg lo mein) at the requested time, it was quickly clear that they had not even started making the food yet, an odd choice considering we were now even more obviously their only customers. The person at the counter was extremely nice, all smiles, and fun to talk too. Rough that they weren't wearing a mask, but the smile was as infectious as the omicron variant so it was hard to mind too much. A voice came shouting from the kitchen and I was then asked what kind of sauce I wanted for my lo mein. This gave me pause, the primary question in my head being, "shouldn't the chef know what sauce whatever they're cooking needs?". My hesitation was clear, and led to a clarification and some offers: "Sweet and sour... Ketchup...?" This came as such a shock that all I could manage, in a desperate attempt to avoid ketchup being put into my lo mein, was "no sauce thanks". I was then assured they could put in some soy sauce, and I agreed to this.

The food eventually appeared, and we thanked them, holding back confused laughter, and made our way back to our airbnb. It was here that things really went downhill. I opened my container to be greeted by a true abomination of not only the concept of lo mein, but of cooking itself. I had foolishly imagined that "egg lo mein" would mean something like egg noodles, or, with a fried egg. No no. There were two glorious halves of a HARD BOILED egg in there. But the real fun was of course the lo mein itself, which was actually more like spaghetti in mystery sauce. With the color of vodka sauce, but the energy of marinara, and the apparent texture of ground meat (though the presence could not be proven), it was truly something to behold. Ketchup, in fact, might be the most appropriate description, if I had any reference point for what it would be like stirred into pasta. Let's talk noodles. Now, let me be clear, I'm not the al dente type. I prefer my noodles less toothy. But these noodles... All I can imagine is that they'd been pre-overcooked, then conveniently left in the water for a few days just in case some fool ordered them. The broccoli seemed prepared in a similar fashion. The only silver lining was that I did not get even a little food poisoning. It seemed a small blessing after eating several fork-fulls of this out of hunger/obstinance. I had a few bites of the kati too, and it was better. Couldn't tell the chicken from the lamb, but still perfectly solid stumbling home drunk at 3am tier kebab. My partner however was briefly incapacitated constipated the following afternoon. Could be a coincidence?

Overall this was a very exciting, if deeply disappointing, journey. It was absolutely our fault for going for it at all. I will always be left with a dream of the world we briefly imagined as we made our way to Buffalo Star Kabab that night. A world in which you can get delicious lo mein, and gyro, and burgers, and naan, and bubble tea (also a bust but you gotta give it to 'em for how many unusual flavors they attempt (we drew the line at durian)) all in the same secret gem in Buffalo, NY. This may still be the dream of the people we met there too, and if so, I admire them with all my heart, for, despite having no idea how to cook, still envisioning a better world, with a creative boldness of which few could dare to dream. Or maybe it's a front for...

We stopped here for lunch when traveling home. Had a good meal but it could've been better. We had high hopes from the reviews. We ordered beef larb, drunken noodles, khao Puen, lao pork sausages, chicken wings, and bubble thai tea. Larb and chicken wings were very good. Now onto the not so good: the drunken noodles were just ok - flavor is very different from the one that we are accustomed to at other restaurants. It seemed to have red curry at this place and we've never had it with curry before. The Khao puen was sweet and too salty at the same time. It was OK but definitely not the authentic flavor we expected. The Lao pork sausages were also a strange flavor, not as tasty as the ones we buy and cook ourselves. We thought for sure, the thai tea would be good but nope, it tasted like a milkshake. There was no herbal tea flavor. It tasted generic. Overall, we rate our meal a 2.5 out of 5. The best part was that the owner was very nice and chatty. To improve quality of her foods, she needs to use better ingredients and...

This is my honest review. I am so very happy there’s a nepalese restaurant near me! i frequent this place like a bad habit i’ve spent all my money here and you should to! the momo is truly the best thing here. whether you have them fried! or with chili or steamed it’s goated every time!! i personally love the chicken momo. i also always get the chicken chow mein the meat is cooked so well everytime it’s the perfect pair for me. my friends and i have made this a regular hangout spot and we love the service. everything is minimal in decor but i’m sure they will grow because i see this place being loved!! we love this place and all the lovely hands...