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Posted: Wed Feb 29 2012
The light of the city gives way to candle light and the glow of lanterns as you enter the small door of Le Sirocco down a side street of the 13th. This is the East transported to two thoughtfully decorated old stone rooms in central Paris. The effect of the warmth, courtesy and calm is immediate, opening the senses wider to a seductive blend of incense, herbs and toasted spices… Beautifully presented tagines, kebabs and cous cous all live up to their amazing aromas. Le Sirocco really comes into its own from 2.30pm when the gentle souls assembled partake in a tea service, nibbling flaky Moroccan pastries in between sips of sugar-laden fresh mint tea or strong Berber coffee. In winter, a real fire crackles and spits in the hearth.