When it’s come to middle eastern cuisine Tamam is one of my favorite dine in restaurant.Food taste delicious, and with experiencing eating homemade recipes serving it in modern way.I tried Hummus, to be honest the best in BC so far plus other dishes were also made well.The pictures of Mujaddara and Mansaf attached.Really nice to see a middle eastern restaurant maintains the good quality, service, and targeting other nationalities. Everyone loves food so make it to all. And this is what I like about Tamam is providing the best experience of middle eastern cuisine.
Loved this restaurant! The service was excellent and the food was absolutely delicious! The little bowl of hot sauce that came with the meal was fantastic and the the lamb was so good it almost made me cry....secret ingredient must be magic
This restaurant feels so cozy, the food is delicious and bursting with flavour! The owners are very kind too. We were seated in the outdoor area and it was lovely. I would definitely eat here again.
Took my mom here for her birthday last year. Not only the food were great but the service and friendly owner made the whole experience even better.
This restaurant has some of the most delicious food I’ve ever tasted. (I’ve lived in South and North America as well as in the Middle East)All dishes we ordered where perfect. Their service is excellent too.Every time we visit Vancouver, all I think about is “how long until we go to Tamam?” And after eating there, all I think about is “can we go again tomorrow?”Hands down, mind-blowing food.The photos where taken by my good friend.
If you are looking for outstanding, reasonably priced middle eastern food, this is the place! Portions are generous and service is prompt. I've eaten ME food throughout the Levant and north Africa, and never had a better meal than at this little unpretentious restaurant.
Just thinking about what we had for dinner at Tamam is mouthwatering. Everything was flavourful, delicious, and amazing. The only downside is they are open only for few hours.
I can’t imagine why anyone would give this restaurant a bad rating. We ordered way too much food and thus had a variety of dishes to sample. Everything was phenomenal and our server was fantastic. Highlights included the mujaddara, fattoush, fried cauliflower and the most tender chicken.
Ordered delivery on skip. Food came a bit bashed up and leaky (probably too many boxes for one bag), but nothing significant spilled.Bottom line: My kids loved it and I enjoyed it. Everything was very mild, but came with some hot sauce. Next time, I'd mix my dish all together from the start and make use of the hot sauce.Lamb Shanks with Stew $27.00Chicken Kebab with Mujaddarah $24.00Steelhead Trout with Potatoes $23.00Eggplant Salad $13.00Baklawa $8.00In general, I felt like the food wasn't that tasty in isolation, but when the elements of a dish were mixed together, they were really good.Lamb Shank came with the side order of Mujaddarah which was nice. Mixed up with the tomato sauce of the stew, it was wonderful.The Chicken Kebab was the most flavourful, but the texture was a bit odd (marinated in yogurt I guess). Its Mujaddarah had tomato sauce that kept it from being dry.The Eggplant Salad was pretty novel and very enjoyable, but not a hit with the kids (eggplant and mushroom never go over well). Would definitely order again.The Trout was nicely cooked and came in a bath of butter. Some potatoes were a bit burnt and were generally a bit bland, but again all together it was pretty good.I'm not sure what the cabbage salad was supposed to go with, but the dressing on it was really nice and zesty. I think it's a bit discoloured because they put the lid on upside down (shiny side up).The Baklawa was very flaky and not super sticky/chewy, so it wasn't for me but was perfect for others in the family -- they loved it.
I am disgusted by this restaurant. Firstly the good: Tamam's food was exquisite – bursting with tantalising flavours. I cannot fault it. However, by the time we left, we were both seriously traumatised. The service was disorganised and poor. Both our servers' were courteous but harried. My friend and I felt like an inconvenience as we continually vied for their attention. When we were eventually served, the service was rushed and anxious – all the time, our server's eye was on what was happening elsewhere. Service was reactive, not proactive. Our main courses took an inordinately long time. We were willing to overlook this, though. After all, the restaurant was bustling – something to celebrate during these troubled times. However, we were not willing to countenance being told in short order that the restaurant would be closing soon. At the time, my friend hadn't even finished her dinner, much of which was still on the plate. Being told that they would be closing soon – and the insinuation that we were quickly being rushed out after we'd finished our meal – made us feel disappointed and awkward. Having both worked in hospitality, we know how frustrating it can be to address grievances after the fact. By then, it's too late to put things right. So, in the spirit of tackling things head-on – and the hope of an amicable resolution – we politely called out our shoddy treatment. Never in our wildest dreams could we have anticipated what would transpire. Upon hearing our complaint, the co-owner immediately flew into a terrifying rage and told us to 'get the f*@%k out of his restaurant'. Yes, he really did say that. Although we complained, we were respectful and did not raise our voices. It's hard to convey the extent of his wrath. My friend was close to tears. I got up and, yes, at this point, did lose my temper, stating that I could not believe we were being treated like human garbage. The co-owner continued to express his extreme displeasure by saying again, 'get the f*@%k out of my restaurant'. His mood was so intense that he had to be held back by his fellow workers. Only Tamam – the female co-owner – called out this man's disgusting behaviour. The others were complicit in their silence. Tamam was very concerned; in fairness, she was very kind. We kept asking her who the angry man was. She said it didn't matter. Well, it does. Vile behaviour should always be called out for the whole world to see: the perpetrator should have no place to hide. A quick Google search – and accompanying picture – revealed it was her husband, Sobhi. No wonder she didn't want us to know who it was. I cannot speculate why Sobhi was so consumed by rage. Was he having a bad day? Was he furious that a woman had dared to complain? We can only speculate, but at the end of the day, it doesn't matter. Sobhi's repugnant behaviour was utterly acceptable. Sobhi was out of his mind. The situation had escalated so fast; it had become unpredictable and genuinely frightening. So, we quickly gathered our belongings and left. We were literally trembling. As Tamam attempted to calm us, her husband Sobhi stood at the door menacingly, hands clenched, his face etched with fury. Earlier that day, my friend had called to try and make a reservation. Shortly after our frightening encounter with Sobhi, and about half an hour after we'd left, he left a voicemail to apologise for his disgraceful behaviour. This just added insult to injury. As a vulnerable Indigenous female, my friend felt even more traumatised. Sobhi's unsolicited call felt like a violation. Far from making her feel better, it worsened things and made her feel stalked and fearful. So there you have it. Behaviour like this is unjustifiable and NEVER acceptable. Let me say that again: it is NEVER acceptable. We will not be cowed. I hope that Sobhi has had time to reflect on what he did and is utterly ashamed of himself. All my friend and I wanted was a relaxing evening. Little did we know that it would end so traumatical