I ducked into Uru Swati recently for a quick snack. Two things were a bit unsettling off the bat. I observed an all-female kitchen staff (in India I found mostly men doing the cooking), and the really scary thing? I saw a white guy in the kitchen too!! What in tarnation? I was pretty sketched out at that point, but I still ordered my Masala Dosa. Nothing special. The flavor was pretty bland and I'd be reluctant to order it again. The menu was pretty standard, featuring dishes from all over the country. Billing itself as "Healing Through Food", just another average place in the average Chicago Indian landscape...quickly tiring of the local Indian options, my jaunt into cooking up this stuff starts next week..I bet it's a lot harder than I think!
4/10
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