Chandni Chowk Grill & Ice Cream — Restaurant in Euless

Where Chicken Tikka Masala Transcends Mortality and Hospitality Hits Divine Status ~

Let me set the stage: It was a drizzly, nondescript Monday afternoon — one of those days where the clouds sag low and your soul craves warmth, not just physical warmth, but emotional, spiritual, ancestral warmth that only the smell of cardamom, garlic, ginger, and fire-roasted tomatoes can summon. A day where only one solution exists, and that solution is… Chandni Chowk Grill.

From the moment I stepped inside, I felt like I had passed through a shimmering, spice-scented portal to another plane of existence — a dimension where every sense is coddled, elevated, and ultimately annihilated by sheer culinary ecstasy. The air was thick with the heady aroma of slow-simmered curries, cumin-laced dreams, and sizzling skewers kissed by flame. I nearly wept on the welcome mat.

Now, let’s talk service. Calling it “service” feels inadequate — “spiritually guided hospitality” might be more accurate. The moment I entered, the owner himself — a man I will only refer to as The Maestro of Masala — greeted me not like a customer, not even like a guest, but like I was the long-lost Maharaja of some ancient Mughal dynasty returning home from exile. He looked me in the eye with such radiant sincerity that I nearly blurted out my deepest traumas. “Welcome, brother,” he said, placing a hand on my shoulder with a warmth that no central heating system could ever replicate.

He guided me to a table, the surface of which gleamed like freshly polished sandalwood. As I sat, I was offered water, yes, but not just any water — water that felt like it had been pulled from the sacred Himalayan melt and whispered to by mystics before reaching my glass. I took one sip and immediately felt my sinuses clear and my childhood regrets fade. That's the kind of detail they attend to here.

And then... the Chicken Tikka Masala.

Oh, dear reader. How does one describe the indescribable? How do you paint the Mona Lisa with finger paint? How do you explain to someone the moment of total, soul-cracking enlightenment that follows your first bite of this dish?

The chicken was so tender it must have been raised in a utopian poultry commune, fed only the finest grains and serenaded by sitar players. Each chunk glistened in a sauce that can only be described as liquid gold blended with ancestral secrets. The masala was both thunder and whisper, a delicate interplay of spice and cream that pirouetted on my tongue like a Bollywood dancer in slow motion. It was bold, unapologetic, and transcendent. I do not use the word "religious experience" lightly, but here I must. I was converted.

And the price, you ask? Surely such a dish must cost the price of a week’s groceries or one’s firstborn child? Nay. It was criminally affordable — so affordable, in fact, that I felt a pang of guilt upon paying, like I had stolen something beautiful. I wanted to tip them my wallet, my shoes, and perhaps the deed to my apartment. I wanted to shout into the streets: “Do you all know what magic is happening in there?!”

As I finished the meal, licking the final smears of sauce from my naan like a desperate castaway finding freshwater, the owner returned with a smile and said, “You liked?”

“Liked?” I gasped. “Sir. You have changed me.”

He chuckled. But he knew. He knew what he had done.

In conclusion: Chandni Chowk Grill is not just a restaurant. It is a revelation. A therapy session. A hug from the universe. The kind of place that, if every world leader were required to eat here before negotiations, peace would be inevitable. I will be back. With friends. With enemies. With strangers. Everyone deserves to taste what I tasted.

11/10. Michelin stars? Give them the whole constellation. Aromatic. Divine. Inexplicably underpriced. Chandni Chowk Grill — may your tikka masala...

Dine here, thank me later. I believe this restaurant has been under new ownership for about 1.5 years, and I can't believe I hadn't found this hidden gem tucked away in Euless until just now.

Starting off with the atmosphere, I will be honest and admit it's not "Instagram-ready", but the owner is clearly working to improve the restaurant. So if you are looking for something super fancy, this is not it. BUT... if you are looking for some of the best Pakistani food you have ever had in DFW ... this is definitely the place to visit. The owner is clearly passionate about his restaurant endeavor and is super friendly and very helpful.

My family (8 adults and 6 kids) and I ate so much food and still had plenty of leftovers to take home. We ordered several dishes, and they all came out together, piping hot (as you can see from the videos). We ordered the following dishes: Chicken Karhai and Goat Karhai (both were packed full of flavor and finger-licking good), Goat Biryani (one of the best biryanis I have ever had in DFW), Beef Nihari (the gravy was very flavorful, but I was expecting the texture of the meat to be softer and easier to pull apart), Chicken 65 (chatpata and I liked that it had a bit of a saucy touch to it), Butter Chicken (kids loved this one and it was not spicy at all, but still delish), and the Large Meat Platter of grilled meats (this was incredible! the Beef Seekh Kababs were so soft and marinated to perfection, the boneless Chicken was tasty and moist, and Beef Bihari Kabab was also marinated very well and literally melting in my mouth). Of course, we also ordered Naan and I ate way more pieces than I planned.

They also have an ice cream and falooda corner within the restaurant that we didn't get a chance to check out during this visit. I can't wait to return soon so I can try more menu items and next time, I will be sure to save room for dessert!

All in all, 10/10 recommend. If you haven't checked out Chandni Chowk Grill in Euless, then you are definitely...

Been there many times but first time review, i ordered today 11:33am chicken Biryani for pickup, i went there and my total was $15.14 and i gave him $20 and changed but that guy keep the changed it happened more then more time but i was given him $15 he would have ask for remaining balance also, plus what i always don’t like going to your restaurant because person never greet or communicate when you walk in say hello or welcome to chandi chowk restaurant never heard over many visits also that guy have RMD or Ghutka in mouth seems like it’s more important for him not to spit when someone walks in, I ask about dish that you carry or not time to time depending occasionally or noi have asked 3 times but still no verbal respond just a nod, you will get some of my business i rather go your competitors kaban house where atleast they acknowledge when someone walk-in and i naver had issue there, look likes most your reviews done by friends and fiends of friends and family members of there, honestly i will have to ask my wife when she orders there and she’s white American and find out if she ever get greeted there or same way like me, i know you gonna tell me your don’t discriminate against color or faith but i have doubts now on and will stay there, bring some professionalism in your employees . Treat equally to each one same way whether it’s friends or family you know or some random person walk in, make connections that’s my advice Also not worrying about change issues but service is SUCK that’s...