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A while passed between our visits to Thai Bamboo Bistro, and this time, on our third stop, we knew to some degree more.

To a great extent, fairly more information is risky and scarcely enough to convince you not to return to a diner.

Not this time.

Our first visit was on a mid-year Monday. We were to some degree before the lunch rush, our child was fairly checked, consequently we faced a challenge on a spot we'd found in the new Quail Hill Village retail court in Irvine, not far from where the San Diego (I-405) and Santa Ana (I-5) Freeways consolidate in central Orange County, California.

The center bounced up in the shadow of the Shady Canyon homes, clearly until further notice. It's far eliminated - you don't just happen by.

It's in one of those trendy region centers that has a truly regular feel about it: anchor store toward one side, Starbucks on the other, nonexclusive modest food and fast loosened up diners between. This one was to some degree extraordinary - a piece of the foundation names were not by and large so inescapable, and it made the feeling that the Irvine Co. faced a challenge and leased to some non-foundation directors, also.

We meandered into the bistro, and in somewhere near 10 minutes, the nearby spot was full. So squeezed, we promptly changed our plunk down solicitation to-go, hustled our now not-truly stifled little man out and went to the most luxurious take-out we'd had in months.

Wild curry with chicken ($12) was endlessly smooth (we mentioned the milder green curry; yellow and red are available). Red-hot lemon grass chicken ($12) was energetic and new. Standard pad thai ($11) - my soul mate's standard - sweet-smelling and generously circulated with shrimp, egg, tofu and noodles.

Again, the diner was full, but short the prodding lunch pound. Again, our dinner was delectable: more green curry and pad thai - we're unsurprising creatures.

We were struck by the cool, contemporary room, with its little pack of bamboo advancing contacts. By the enthusiastically compelling assistance (but the dinners can appear at an all the more sluggish speed, affirmation to the new cooked-to-orchestrate kitchen). Also, by the irrefutably new trimmings, conveyed in light sauces.

The connoisseur master business areas essentially regular, co-boss Jade Tam told me. Occasionally the staple, sometimes a specialty store, at times a farmers market.

Then, for sure, life warded us off for a few months, until I chatted with manager Amy Lam.

As we visited about the bistro's improvement plans and show subjects, Amy asked, "Do you know Julie and Pat?"

Without a doubt, for sure, I said, we're going to their wedding in a day.

"We haven't seen them in a few time," Amy said, laughing. Julie advised they'd be missing for quite a while, something about pre-wedding fasting.

I understand Julie's craving for food and restaurants adequately well that this little piece of information - that she and Pat are regulars enough to be old buddies - encouraged me to get back in there, at the present time.

We were again wowed by new flavors. We started with the Thai bamboo sampler starter ($14), a mix of four from the menu (spring rolls, summer rolls, chicken and burger satay, and gold sacks - new wontons tied up like insignificant Gold Rush-time treasures).

Our shrimp in blazing mango sauce ($16) was sweet, at this point unnoticeable. We refreshed from the standard pad thai, mentioning the "new delivery" transformation (egg noodles instead of ricing noodles. $11).

It won't be a huge postponement for our next feast here.