“Work is the meat of life, pleasure the dessert.” So quipped BC Forbes, founder of the influential Forbes magazine.You’ll find yourself connecting very well with that sentiment when you get to Caffe Cova: You’ll plow your way through the main course just to get to the dessert
Which is exactly what happened to the club sandwich we ordered for lunch: despite its valiant efforts to satisfy — creamy thick filling mashed between good and fresh bread — it wasn’t what we came here for, really. I think you’d probably need 20 visits to try all the pastries they have at Cova, but for sanity’s sake you should start with their droolsome signature Sacher cake — stacks of thick chocolatey layers pressed together in one cake.
Their four-piece mini pastry set is almost too good to describe. Buttery, flaky, rich, creamy, little, pieces of heaven in little round tarts. Mama Mia! Of the four, the cream puff won our hearts with its nice light cream and eggy puff pastry.
|Four-piece mini pastry set||Iced cappuccino|
Getting a cuppa here is a genuine Italian experience in itself too. My simple little iced cappuccino was really a potent brew of pure addiction in a cup. The coffee was authentically Italian: rich and sultry-tasting. One downside: Caffe Cova delivers its quality standards at not so merciful prices, so be prepared to dish out the dollars for your pleasure.
As told to Elizabeth Low