Lemon & Lime Indian Cuisine & Bar — Restaurant in Reno

Gather ‘round for the tale of my culinary adventure at the Hotel of Hopeful Dining, where one server reigns supreme as the queen of slouching, the master of multitasking, and the undisputed champion of hide n seek.

I stroll into the restaurant, brimming with skeptical optimism, only to find myself in a ghost town. One other brave soul is dining, and just as I settle in, a couple arrives, clearly familiar with the server/bar/manager/host extraordinaire.

The first beer arrives swiftly, and my hopes soar like a seagull eyeing a French fry. I order my Chicken Tikka - Medium - and garlic naan, feeling like a culinary connoisseur. Oh and another beer to celebrate.

The Chicken Tikka arrives, looking suspiciously like cubed frozen chicken bits. I reassure myself, “Yes, this is chicken. Definitely chicken.” The sauce is decent, the rice is fine, but the naan is still MIA. I adopt a slow-eating strategy, hoping to preserve some sauce for the elusive naan.

Fifteen minutes pass, and our server is nowhere to be seen. I embark on a quest to find her. Finally, she reappears, and I spot my naan! I dash to the bar to retrieve my beer, which she serves over the bar like a true mixologist.

Just as I’m about to savor my naan, our server stops to chat with the new couple. My eyes dart between my cooling tikka and naan, held hostage on her arm. Finally, the order is taken, and my naan arrives. It looks promising, but alas, it’s cold. So is my tikka. I decide to mix it up, hoping for a warm miracle.

Initially, I rated this place three stars for the sauce, but after this live-action review, I’m generously giving it two. And let’s not forget the ambiance: is this an Indian restaurant or an Irish bar? Who knows?

As I head to the bar to pay, since my check has decided to take a vacation, I thank my lucky stars I had myself tonight. So, if u have hope to burn and a sense of humor, give this place a try. Just remember, patience is a virtue, and laughter is the...

We arrived at opening time 11:00 a.m. Sunday. The server/hostess directed us to a booth right at the front door instead of taking us to a table a little further back in the restaurant. The server asked us what we wanted to drink and we replied that we wanted tea, thinking that being an Indian restaurant we would get chai masala. Instead she brought us boring Bigelow English breakfast tea without offering the alternative. We ordered samosas for an appetizer and she brought us cold dinner plates to eat off of instead of smaller appetizer plates. The sauce for the samosas was still on our dinner plates and it interfered with the delicious flavors of our entrees.

The server never reappeared to clear the dirty plates in front of us after we were finished eating. The entire time we were eating we could hear the server and a couple other employees talking Non-Stop no more than 12 ft away from us. That detracted from the atmosphere greatly. If we had a better table it wouldn't have been an issue.

The food was all delicious. As I mentioned earlier we ordered samosas for an appetizer which came with a delicious tamarind sauce and a yogurt mint sauce. My only criticisms for the entire meal was that the pastry on the Samosa was too thick and the basmati rice, in my opinion, should have been flavored with some cardamom and or cumin. For our entrees we ordered the Goat Rogan Josh, Andra Dal with Spinach, and Navratan Korma which were all fantastic. Everything was seasoned perfectly and all the spices and flavors from dish to dish were distinct and beautiful. Our Garlic Naan was hot, flaky ,and delicious, although it was served in a paper-lined plastic tray. Not what I would expect from a high-end Indian restaurant.

I think that the server should have been trained...

Never again! We were anxious to try a new Indian restaurant. It’s located in the hotel’s former restaurant which hasn’t changed one bit, antiques and old license plates, with zero attempt to offer any typical Indian ambience. We ate in the bar and were virtually the only ones there. The manager/bartender and a trainee were preoccupied with some “regular” at the bar, who mooched an uneaten samosa from guests who were leaving - service was quite slow considering the few diners. The samosa chaat was perhaps once a crisp samosa, cut into bite-size pieces and made soggy by the vegetable curry. The dosa (which we love when available) was a soggy folded “crepe” with a scoop of hot chicken masala on top making it even more limp and soggy, not the crisp filled crepe we’ve had many other places. The L&L special curry had a spice we couldn’t identify that wasn’t tasty. And even the naan, everyone’s favorite was this and dry, not the delicious puffy treat that always comes hot from the tandoori oven. Basically L&L is inauthentic, inedible, inhospitable - we...