Perhaps it was because I had largely been housebound all week, nursing a fever and a barely-there voice that I was suddenly compelled to visit Cafe Rosamond to taste the latest Thursday night dessert offerings from Pierre Roelofs.
Ouf! And what a treat we had! Armed with my gastronomically-astute gal pal Sheeda, I made a quick path through the cold uneven streets of Collingwood to our two room oasis. And what a treat awaited us!
We opted for the full menu - three courses and a 'test tube' of pavlova...is there really any better way to indulge?
