The pistachio truffle sundae from Sweet Melissa Cremerie sounded promising, but knowing that few pistachio ice creams use the nut to its highest potential, I kept my expectations low. Not even Otto gets it right and I consider their gelato to be the best in the city (the olive oil gelato cancels out all wrongs). Unfortunately, Sweet Melissa's ice cream was boring and low on pistachio flavor. The texture was smooth and creamy and there were crunchy pistachio bits in every other bite, but that doesn't really make up for "blah" pistachio ice cream.
I can't really blame it on Sweet Melissa though since they don't make their own ice cream—they make their sundaes with Bassetts ice cream. Still, for about $10 I'd want the ice cream the be the "oh my god, yes" part of the sundae, not the homemade Valrhona hot fudge, freshly whipped cream, pistachio truffle, or flute cookie. None of those extras made much of an impression on me, but I could see how they factored into the price.
And then John and I went to Chip Shop to actually eat dinner...a dinner of fried fish...after dessert.
We split an order of battered cod and chips. It's huge. It's crispy. It's flaky. It's tender. It's awesome. Especially with tartar sauce. I don't eat fish and chips very often to know whether or not it's "the best," but it's one of the best I've ever eaten (the fish at least; the chips were alright) And it feeds two people, somewhat, after they've eaten a sundae.
We also got pickled onions. I was curious. I don't do well with raw onions (my stomach reacts to them with gurgles and burning), but pickled are apparently okay. I think they'd be better sliced up, although I guess that's what the knife is for.