Taste of the Himalayas – as you can see from peeking in the windows facing Shattuck Ave – has a very old-fashioned look: big, heavy, wood-carved chairs, and oppressive decor. It’s intimidating.

Service was great (though we had a pretty early dinner and were sitting alone in the dining room, but still, attentive service) and the vegetables in my vegetable curry tasted fresh. But it wasn’t spectacular, or particularly memorable; I probably wouldn’t go again, especially considering the sheer number of restaurants in Berkeley.

ETA: Oops, forgot to add in the samosas in the dishes below, ‘cause duh, I didn’t actually forget to order them. Never forget the samosas. Sadly, they turned out to be pretty flavorless and I’ve had better.

(Like most Indian restaurants, and like many Berkeley restaurants, it’s very vegetarian and vegan-friendly; they denote the vegan items on their menu.)