That's the creation of the Boathouse pastry chef, a white chocolate perfection. I cannot resist ordering it, always promising myself to just try ONE or even HALF a spoon, to "fondle the palate". Never happend. It's just too perfect.
Whenever I feel I've been such a good girl and stuck to my diet for too long I visit Jeff's for their almost always perfect ribs with honey and peanuts. And chicken quesadillas, of course.