The Tamarind Thai restaurant, in the Marais, is an exquisitely tactile place. The first thing you notice are the elegant rattan backed teak chairs and the large, impressive, bas-relief menu with imitation ivory elephants and (perhaps) the notorious Kratom tree, known for its mood enhancing leaves.
The 14-euro menu, appetizer and main dish is a real deal in Paris. I’d been thinking Thai soup all morning, the kind with coconut milk, so for a starter I ordered the soupe ravioli au poulet de façon tamarind. I know tamarind from Indian cooking so I should have guessed that the base was a clear, tart (yes, tamarind flavored) liquid. I didn’t. I was looking forward to coconut milk; alas, I was taken aback by misguided anticipation. Once I switched gears, voilà the soup was lovely (maybe a tad salty), with delicious, swollen, chicken ravioli dumplings and fat pieces of cooked celery floating about.
33, Rue François Miron, 75004