Sitting here and typing as I eat my lunch, I find myself pretty much in accord with all the preceding posts: a nice change of pace, new option that I didn't really have before. That said, no one will mistake this for "real" Indian food. I opted for the chana masala--oops, that's "garbanzo masala" on the menu. Why they'd change that but not saag paneer to spinach paneer is anyone's guess.
In any event, the masala is better than I'd have expected: a bit spicier and with more depth of flavor. Not "good" but manageable. The chutneys, such as they are, are...uh...different. The mango is spicy but has no resemblance to any mango chutney I've ever had. It's really a spicy mango soup--about a tablespoon's worth. Too sweet and there's something odd in it. And it's like soup or a drink. I would not go with this again. The tamarind is similar in its way, which is to say that there's something odd in there and more in the nature of soup or a thick drink. And again a bit sweet. But definitely better than the mango. At least in the sense that I'd have this again. Finally, the rice is pretty good: reading the posts above, I decided to skip the naan and the rice is fine. (I'd be tempted to say "what can you do to rice?" but I know the answer and, in the event, this rice is quite good.)
The big surprise: the number of Indians in the line. I guess this is more a testament to curiosity or homesickness than anything else. Orbitz has three floors in this building and it employs a lot of Indians, not Indian-Americans (this intelligence drawn from elevator conversations: Orbitz has the three floors directly beneath my office so almost any elevator ride is guaranteed to stop on at least one Orbitz floor, sometimes all three.)
I'll go back, I imagine, mostly for the change of pace. But I don't expect to go very often.
Gypsy Boy
"I am not a glutton--I am an explorer of food." (Erma Bombeck)