I’m not a fan of strip-mall restaurants. They always seem a little sad and rarely have charm. Zab Thai has made me reevaluate my opinion, however. Once you walk in the front door and are saturated in amazing aromas, you forget that on one side of the restaurant is a Pilates studio, and on the other is a Great Clips. Instead, you start looking around at everyone else’s plates to see what they’ve ordered to make the place smell so darned good.