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To which I say: Then, please, go there.
In the meantime, I'll be at Wild Ginger, an inviting Thai eatery where the affable, courteous staffers radiate a genuine love for their jobs. This place is sugar and spice and absolutely everything nice. From the second we walked in the door, we were made to feel as though the employees really wanted us there (and since the restaurant isn't hurting for business, it's not as though they needed our dinner tab to pay the bills the next day). It was a delight to be thanked for coming--as we entered!--and smiled at warmly. They clearly enjoy what they're doing, and they do it very well indeed.
This space was formerly occupied by Thai Orchid, which enjoyed a few years of popularity and established a reputation for savvy Thai creations. Nan Rehathorn and Sam Damrongsang bought the place six months ago, renamed it Wild Ginger, and called on Damrongsang's nephew, Ben Niamthet, to redesign the dining room. Niamthet obviously has good taste. He stuck with a few warm colors--mustard and a light sienna--but did away with the laminated tables, stripping them down and refinishing them for a more natural look. Then he added a couple of eye-catching statues and beautiful, regal wall hangings imported from Thailand, as well as a collection of stylish native serving bowls, plates and spoons. Although the atmosphere is informal, it's also intimate; Niamthet devised dividers that separate the chair seating from the unusual floor seating and bolstered the latter with colorful, comfortable cushions from Thailand.
Unless you have a bad back or smelly feet, go for the floor. We did, and found ourselves quickly ensconced on comfortable seats elevated two steps off the ground, so that our shoes could rest on one step and the servers could sit next to us to take our orders--all the while asking if there was anything, anything at all, that we needed.
Well, since they asked, about a hundred more meals at Wild Ginger.
While Rehathorn serves as hostess and watches over the charming waitstaff, Damrongsang cooks the food. And it's more than a match for Wild Ginger's service, since Damrongsang takes traditional Thai fare and adds creative twists that actually improve on old favorites. For instance, the deep-fried soft-shell crab ($5.95) that started our first meal came covered with an inviting crust of tightly packed crumbs rather than the usual batter. The crust had an appealing caramel color and a great crunch that worked well with the steamy, juice-squirting crab inside. In keeping with the Thai emphasis on fresh, edible, intricately carved garnishes, the dish was adorned with cold, crisp carrot flowers and bright-green broccoli. Like the crab, the veggies benefited from a dip in the accompanying "house sauce," which was soy-based and flavored with garlic, shallots and chiles.
Damrongsang is particularly skilled with sauces, snubbing the conventional--and easier--bottled stuff in favor of flavorful homemade concoctions that carry a better balance of sweet, sour, spicy and salty. The sweet-and-sour sauce that arrived with the two fried egg rolls ($4.25) lacked that sickeningly sweet quality that pours from most bottles and instead boasted a mellow, well-blended chile heat. The rolls themselves were packed with ground seasoned pork and shrimp, with just enough cellophane noodles added for texture.
A broth, rather than a sauce, is what made our third and favorite appetizer, the steamed mussels ($5.65), so stunning. Eight huge green-lips had been steamed with lemon grass and basil leaves; the combination of licorice, lemon and liquid from the mussels was exquisite. Basil also gave extra depth to the thick, coconut-based curry sauce of the panang ($6.95). We'd opted for the tofu version (with most of the entrees, you get a choice of chicken, beef, pork or tofu; shrimp costs $1.50 extra) because I like the contrast between squishy tofu and crunchy peanuts and I appreciate the way soy cubes sponge up an intense sauce like panang. And this sauce--I'd ordered it medium-spicy, since truly spicy Thai food could eat through cement--was worthy of appreciation. The gai yang ($6.50), half a chicken roasted until crisp-skinned, then chopped into pieces, came with another excellent sauce, this one a barbecue-style mixture, thick and slightly sweet, with a faint touch of tamarind. Again, we'd ordered the dish medium-spicy, and the sauce proved an ideal dunk for big, juice-dripping chunks of chicken.
One more perfect sauce topped off our perfect meal: a caramel drizzled over a pile of batter-dipped, deep-fried, cinnamon-dusted banana slices ($2.95).
When we returned for a second visit, the Thai sausage ($5.25) was the surprise starter: fat chunks of grilled pork sausage stuffed with whole cloves of garlic that, believe it or not, were a pleasure to bite into. The mildly spicy sausage tasted as though it had been grilled at low heat, allowing the cloves to roast inside and permeate the great, crumbly meat with the flavor and scent of garlic. More pork--this time little balls of it--had been stuffed into tiny rice wrappers for the steamed pork dumplings ($2.50), which came with a simple soy sauce teeming with chile seeds. The peanut sauce that came with the satay ($4.25) was unusually thick and peanut-buttery, not too sweet and barely spicy--but I liked it, especially slathered over the basil-flecked chicken strips. And I loved the tiny salad of pickled cucumbers and carrots sparked with jalapeno slices.