Monday, August 11, 2008

Travels with Blondie: Vegas Desserts

I have a few nicknames out there, amongst them are "Breakfast" and "Dessert." In Vegas, I participated frequently in the later, often in lieu of a meal. I am one who will eat chocolate cake at 7am if it strikes my fancy. Apparently, this is right in line with God's vision of Vegas. Onto a variety of cake products...

One place that seemed right up my alley was La Creperie in the Paris Hotel. This little nook of a place serves both savory and sweet crepes for around $9, from 7am to 11pm. The first time up I got to try the Bayonne and the Forestiere crepes. The Bayonne consisted of prosciutto and mozzarella, while the Forestiere has mushrooms, spinach, and mozzarella. Both were smothered in way too much Bechamel sauce, overwhelmingly salty (not good when you're in the desert), and the crepes themselves were incredibly thick. The prosciutto was smoky, but I've had better. The spinach and mushroom did taste fresh, and I would get that crepe again sans sauce, for a maybe sort of healthy Vegas meal (which was very hard to come by).

Second time around, dessert was in order, the Bananas Foster and the Favorite crepe (yes, the name is Favorite.) This time the crepes were a bit thinner which is a pro. My Bananas Foster was alright, a little too sweet, but the Favorite is the one to try. The inside has mixed berries in syrup, while it is topped with raspberry coulis and Chantilly creme. Not too sweet, and very fruit desserty, I quit eating mine to eat more of this one.

Thinking back, it maybe more worth in it to go across the hall into the buffet and have your crepes made to order, one after the other after the other.

Another place in the Paris, was LenĂ´tre, a bakery with fresh pastries, croissants and the like. There I bought this Charlotte Cecile for Moniker and her fiance, who invited us out there to celebrate them. It had vanilla and chocolate mousse on the inside, but since I didn't get to taste it, she'll have to let us know later. Everything there looked absolutely scrumptious and straight out of Paris.

Out on the strip was one place I wish, WISH, I could have here in New York, a Ghiradelli Ice Cream Shop (I see there's one in Wisconsin!!). I have been a fan of Ghirardelli chocolate for a while; it's not my favorite, but it is my go-to chocolate chip. So when I saw this out of the corner of my eye, something cool and refreshing against the desert heat, I knew I had to have some. The decor is of an old fashioned ice cream shoppe, and they give you a free chocolate square with each order. But the winner is the ice cream. Our order consisted of the Ghirardelli chocolate and Blueberry Cheesecake. Very creamy, not chalky or too airy, and the blueberry cheesecake was unique and delicious. The chocolate covered waffle cone tasted a bit stale and started melting immediately outside, so it wasn't really worth it, but if you're walking the Strip, you should stop and get a cone other than the overpriced, virgin cocktails (I didn't taste alcohol in any of those drinks, sorry folks.)

The one place that saved my life was an old favorite, 'Wichcraft. Yes, I ate grilled Gruyere in Vegas, and maybe I thought "I could get this at home," but I was hungry, it was comfort. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have seen that Colicchio deems Vegas good enough to have whoopie pies. Apparently, those whoopie pies don't have to be as good as the sandwiches. I bought this $3 monstrosity praying for deliciousness and was sorely, sorely disappointed. The cake was a bit dry, and the inside was whipped cream that had gone bad. It was acidic and sour and ick, ick, spit out of mouth. No good, Colicchio, no good.

Now, prior to going, Brownie said "You must go here." Luckily, I had a car one day and was able to go there because neither of their stores are close to the Strip and delivery to any of the hotels is $35 up front. Payard, they are not; add to that I could easily (and probably should have) hauled my fat ass up to the Venetian and eat Bouchon Bakery (yes, I missed it; yes, I'm mad at myself; yes, I will be at Time Warner indulging in TKOs soon.) So, I go, it's cutesy inside, we order, I start taking pictures for record, I get told to stop, "we don't allow pictures." Um, is this Momofuku Ko? Did someone here win a Beard recently? I didn't think so. I take the cupcakes and run to take pictures in the car. "Best Cupcakes"? Maybe because Vegas didn't strike me as a big cupcake town.

I did wait a while and cool off before assessing. The Kir Royale was cloying and dry, and I swear the Tickle Me Pink was angel food cake. The frosting was alright, can't hold a candle to SSS, but good enough to eat again. Better could be gotten for dessert in Vegas.

La Creperie on Le Boulevard
Paris Hotel
3655 Las Vegas Blvd South

LenĂ´tre on Le Boulevard
Paris Hotel
3655 Las Vegas Blvd South

Ghirardelli Ice Cream and Chocolate Shop
Harrah's Carnaval Court
3475 Las Vegas Blvd. South
M-Th 10am-Midnight; F-Sun 10am-1am
(702) 892-8447
Find other locations here.

MGM Grand Hotel
3799 Las Vegas Blvd South
S-Th 10am-5pm; F & Sa 10am-8pm
(702) 891-7777

The Cupcakery
9680 South Eastern Avenue and 7175 West Lake Mead Blvd

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You make my mouthwater.