Paradou is a tiny French cafe as proportionally small as the town it's named after in Provence. There's a nice little menu of sandwiches, crepes, a couple of entrees. The wine list is as long and serious as the menu of confections from a local chocolatier.
The tartine sampler was five warmed bruschetta topped with pesto, gruyere, a bean puree, fennel, and I believe a tomato based topping if I remember correctly. The cheesey one was great but the rest left me kind of numb. Still $10 for one enjoyable round of grilled cheese isn't much of a deal.
The smoked salmon sandwich with lemon creme fraiche, and asparagus was much more enjoyable. It was on the large side of the panini scale and all of the flavors worked magically together.
A caviar filled buckwheat crepe was stuffed with overly oily bitter greens. The portions were large but so were the prices.
It's on Little West 12th St. in the Meat Packing District.