Some of my reviews are more comprehensive than others, and I can't begin to claim that I sampled terribly much of what this place had to offer. I really just wanted dessert, so can you really blame me for seeking out solace at a self-proclaimed dessert bar?
Well, it was hard to get too far away from what was one of the most despicably gluttonous menu items this side of hellfire: bacon chocolate-chip ice cream sandwiches. It certainly sounded and tasted like the kind of thing one would sell their soul for, but actually they just charged me $8. Not a trivial cost, but this was not a trivial dessert. There were many opportunities to make add a lot of pretentious and detracting touches to this dishes, but I applaud Crave for keeping this really simple with plain ol' vanilla and chocolate chip cookies. The bacon alone, with just a bit of caramel, was enough to make this dish standout. Definitely worth both the $8 and approximately 40 kilograms of fat.