Just in case you think we're a cool, world-traveling couple....we ate cereal at home for dinner before venturing out to Cafe Piaf for dessert. Pingle had Honey Bunches of Oats and I had Sugar Smacks, the former bought in Brooklyn and packed in a suitcase. Turns out, cereal is the perfect base upon which you can pile rich desserts late at night. Below is my hand-made tiramisu arabica - a creamy tiramisu with a shot of coffee at the bottom. It was light and small and a perfect night-cap.
Pingle had a "pot de chocolat", which I translate to mean "chocolate pot." Smart, ain't I? It was laced with ground pralines and topped off with a fresh raspberry. She seemed ok with it, not knocked-down, dragged-out impressed but there wasn't much left when she was done.
It's an interesting space. Downstairs is a small dining area with a bookcase of wine and a small bar nearby. Upstairs are a few more tables and a close-up view of the large chandelier hanging above the front door. They have a small menu - about 7-8 different entrees and main courses along with another 6-7 desserts.
The place used to be called the Ivory - not sure how long ago it changed to Cafe Piaf. My French being what it is, I managed to order and pay and not much more.
UPDATE as of December 13th, 2009: Cafe Piaf is GONE. I walked by today and noted the tell-tale sign - painted out front windows. I took a peek in and the interior has already been stripped, the whole place was a mess. There was a sign on the front door "under new management."