Saffron Spice - Indian Restaurant — Restaurant in Gainesville

Oh, dear foodie friends, gather ‘round, because I’ve just stumbled out of a culinary Narnia, and I need to shout it from the rooftops! This restaurant must have a wizard in the kitchen—Gandalf with a spatula, perhaps—because the lamb I devoured was so mind-blowingly divine, I’m convinced it was blessed by the gods of flavor. I took one bite and nearly wept, my taste buds throwing a full-on festival in my mouth. Best lamb of my life? Understatement of the century. And the chicken? Listen, that wasn’t just poultry—that was a galactic expedition. The butter chicken was so creamy and rich, I half-expected it to hand me a love poem before I ate it. Then came the Chicken Biryani, strutting in like it owned the place, each grain of rice whispering, “You’re not ready for this.” Spoiler: I wasn’t. My fork was moving faster than a caffeinated squirrel. Don’t even get me started on the samosas. Those crispy, golden pockets of joy were so perfect, I considered proposing to them. And the tamarind sauce? My wife, a woman who’s tasted sauces across continents, declared it the undisputed champion of tangy goodness. She’s still daydreaming about it, probably planning to bathe in it next week. In short, this place is a flavor circus, and I’m buying season tickets. If you don’t eat here, you’re basically volunteering for a life of culinary regret. Ten stars, no notes, and I’m already counting down the minutes until I’m back...

This place is a joke. The food is barely edible, and they have the audacity to charge Manzil Fine Indian Dining prices for this garbage? The dishes come in cheap plastic containers that are literally made of polyethylene—the kind that melts under high heat. If you like a side of microplastics with your meal, this is the place for you.

Oh, and let’s talk about the absolute scam of charging $4 for a single frozen naan straight from the Indian store freezer. You could buy an entire pack for that price.

The location is terrible, its located right in the middle of Midtown Plaza, where you're forced to eat while surrounded by blaring music and obnoxious noise from outside.

And the service? Nonexistent. We had to ask for water, and instead of actually serving customers, the owner expects you to walk up and collect your own food.

Save yourself the regret—don’t eat here unless you enjoy throwing money away on overpriced trash.

Don't get thrown off by the numerous five star reviews, the owner offers free garlic naan in exchange for a five star review. He also harasses customers to leave them a...

The indian food (I got chicken tikka masala) was good and enjoyable but I did not like the service. The cashier/cook kept trying to upsell me by insisting I buy 2 extra items in addition to the dish I wanted which I did not like. And when I checked the receipt, he charged me $2 extra than the price listed on the menu. I got it to-go so I wasn't going to contest the price but I'm not interested in coming back for those reasons. (EDIT: I saw that the owner responded saying this was added on as part of taxes/credit card fees. Based on my calculations, this is true but they were not upfront that paying with credit would cost extra and usually on receipts tax is applied after-the-fact).

On the way out, the restaurant employees/owners told me if I left a review then I would get a free garlic naan, which explains why the reviews of this place are so high.

Additionally, the place is filled with AI art and it comprises every decoration. Others might not have qualms but that is personally not something...