Their Honey Toast ($12) sees a liberally buttered slice of toast drizzled with honey, then served with a side of spice poached pears, ice cream of your choice, and a little crumble over the top. Such a humble desert, but get this my friends: every element is perfectly executed and painstakingly made from scratch. From the tender pears lovingly poached for an hour; the handmade Madagascan vanilla ice cream ridden with beautiful specks of vanilla bean; to the house-baked white bread, slowly toasted over the fire till all that glorious melted butter’s absorbed, then given a quick blast on the salamander for that lovely caramelisation on top. Honestly I couldn’t get enough of that buttered toast: so so moist, and that touch of salt really helps balance out all the sugar in this dessert. For those who think butter’s bad for you? Newsflash: we are all dying. Every day. Eat some butter before it is too late.