Bold street flavours of Calcutta, reimagined at every Xin. Asian comfort food crafted to balance heat and harmony — served across our Bengaluru cafés and hill outposts in the Nilgiris.
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Food that sparks dialogue. Fuels creativity. Builds community.

Twice-fried, glazed sticky-sweet-hot, sesame flurry — the wing that ended arguments.

Wok-flashed prawns, brown butter, blistered garlic — the pan speaks first.

Frenched drumettes, crackling coat, red-hot glaze — nostalgia on a stick.

Sesame-crusted golden toasts, sweet corn and crunch inside — Cantonese teahouse mornings.

Shatter-crisp battered vegetables, salt-and-pepper flurry — the honest one, done right.

Steamed young soybeans, sea salt or chilli-garlic — the snack that keeps up with any conversation.

Chilli-glazed, curry-leaf snap, cashew rubble — a fuse you'll want to relight.

Ice-cold batter, hot oil, feather-light lace — Osaka precision, Xin plate.

Twice-fried, glazed gochujang or soy-garlic, sesame flurry — Seoul's Friday night in a basket.

Sweet, sharp and impossible to stop at one.

Sesame-crusted golden toasts, sweet prawn mince within — Chinatown's underdog classic.

Wok-tossed, crisp, blistered chilli-garlic — the Hong Kong midnight edit.

Charcoal-kissed skewers with warm peanut sauce — Bali beach, pulled indoors.

Green papaya salad, palm sugar, lime, chilli — Isaan pounded fresh in the mortar.

Twice-cooked potatoes tumbled in burnt garlic and chilli — trouble, gorgeously.

Rice-paper crisp, vegetable coil, plum-chilli dip — the appetiser that never went out of style.

Bok choy, bamboo shoot, mushroom in a garlicky wok gloss — the plate that made vegetables cool.

House-baked bing — crackly outside, soft inside, tucked with your pick.
Every dish at Xin arrives with a card. Every card asks a question. Feed your genius — then plant one on the Canvas.
GST charged extra. Beef only at Ooty & Coonoor. Alcohol at Koramangala only. Please inform us of any dietary restrictions.