From all the reviews and hype I somehow expected this place to be really big, but it's not. It's the size of a thumb!
The first night, I tried the carrot cake because it looked absolutely beautiful and a Yelper below raved about it. Really, Courtney E? Maybe the quality control isn't great here, but this cake was not even *good*. I mean, it tasted like my 8th grade [public school] cafeteria. The carrot figurine was made with something nasty like fondant, or oh maybe cardboard. The white chocolate was sickeningly sweet, and the carrot cake center was way too rich. Cheesecake frosting was all right.
I went back the next night (some people go to Vegas to party, I go to eat whatever not-disgusting things I can find, OKAY?) and got the gelato. Now we're talking! It feels so wrong for gelato to be that good. The dulce de leche is truly amazing, perfect balance of creamy and caramel-y, and the mango sorbet is fantastically bursting with mango flavor.
Bought a small box of truffles to take home (to the boyfriend who hates me. After falling off my bike and getting scraped up, I received not sympathy but "Why are you such a pussy?") Now I understand where Jean Philippe earns his reputation. Such chocolate, with perfect flavors like rich pistachio and smooth coconut. My only ask is that they make them with dark chocolate (although I suppose you have to sell to stupid tourists, because why would anyone truly cool spend their free time & money going to Vegas?)