A stroll through the West Village might find you at the beaming blue doors of Paradou, who, on their website, claim to be "a little bit of Provencal paradise in Manhattan's Meatpacking district." In the backyard garden, candle-topped tables are surrounded by ivy-covered trellises -- not a bad place to snack on tuna tartare or chicken provencal. Additionally, with an extensive selection of French wines, many showcased on floor-to-ceiling display capped by a brilliant yellow canopy, the delicious dinner and a drink at Paradou might make the phrase "paradise in ... Meatpacking district" a little less ironic.
