Instead of taking someone out for dinner in these times of cozzie livs, take them out for a special sweetie treatie– a universal gesture of care.
They only serve this as a part of their Friday and Saturday supper menu that starts after 10pm. Nothing feels more like being spoiled than having the theatre of your dessert being set on fire at the table.
Served till 3am (or 4am on weekends), there's few better ways to finish an evening of dinner/drinks in the city. It's only polite to order the sesame and honey ice cream to go with, and while you're there, might as well get a shot of their cheapest ouzo. If it’s quiet, the lounge by the big window facing the street is a pretty place to sit.
Etta’s chilli oil parfait made the Instagram rounds when Lorcan first took the reins from Rosheen. Of course, he’s made his own chilli oil. Of course, it’s as good as the hype.
Once it was a chocolate tart with white, milk and dark chocolate, then it was a chipotle and orange flan, another time it was a banana tiramisu, or a very simple coconut ice cream with mango and candied chilli and every time it’s been the best dessert I’ve ever had. I don’t care what it is, if Scott is making it, the sweets will be very good.
When something’s been on the menu since day dot, it’s usually for good reason. This boozy, pillowy cake, with a nip of Calvados (apple brandy) makes for the PERFECT dessert pairing.
Shaved ice sounds like an extremely underwhelming dessert, especially when the image that comes to mind is a pebbly snowcone, unevenly coated with pumps of sickly sweet blue and red syrup. But Kakigōri couldn't be further away, and Sebastian have gone the extra (4,000+) miles to import blocks of ice from Mount Haku in Japan to make the shavings as fluffy as possible.