If I looked up 'this is why I'm fat' in a dictionary, I'd find a picture of myself posing with Max Brenner's chocolate pizza. True story.
I've had dessert at MB's NYC locations, but tried lunch for the first time here at his Caesar's Palace diggs. I was excited to see the set-up & decor was identical to the original store.
I ordered sliders: two adorable, sky-high burgers topped with an onion ring & BBQ sauce. Very tasty, especially the toasted brioche bun. MB incorporates chocolate in savory dishes, for instance sprinkling cocoa powder on waffle fries & serving black & tan onion rings with a chocolate-ranch dipping sauce. How amazing!
My lunch partners & I shared a few desserts: a waffle w/ bananas (which I didn't care for) & the aforementioned chocolate pizza, topped with 'the works' ($16.50 for a large): chocolate, peanut butter, marshmallows & bananas. So ridiculous in it's very existence; pizza is not supposed to be this sweet or this sexy. I enjoyed it so much, I picked one up for the plane ride home a few days later. That's real dedication to fatassness.