Kabab Grille 
We didn’t intend it this way, but our visit to Kabab Grille was an immediate and satisfying contrast with the last Indian buffet we tried two weeks ago. Kabob Grille is located in that low-trafficked shopping area northwest of Short Pump Town Center, where Adam had previously discovered Emilio’s.
We’re up-to-date on our clichés, so we certainly know better than to judge a book by its cover. We definitely did not walk in to this brightly-lit and lively space, hear the sounds of an active kicthen, accept the greeting of a smiling and courteous server and decide that this was a better destination than Malabar. Okay, that’s all a lie. We were sold literally before we sat down. It’s amazing what being handed a menu can do for your dining experience.
To be fair, we can’t judge a restaurant on whether it’s better than a bad experience. But the sum of the parts of dining at Kabab Grille worked for us. Service was great, with two different servers checking on us repeatedly, which isn’t always the case for a buffet lunch where customers can sometimes be seat-and-forget. My water glass was never below half-full. I didn’t catch the names of all the dishes (the danger of eating a buffet and writing the review later), but I’m sure we had the Chicken Tikka Masala and Channa Masala (chickpeas) and went back for seconds. Still no samosas, but the naan was plentiful. The food was good and we were full and happy. With a buffet, you’re trading a chef’s personal touch for flexibility and value. It was a good trade-off this day.