Saturday found me midnight-noshing at Papa Haydn, Portland’s beloved longtime late-night dessert stop.

My God, the cassata cake! The lemon curd tart! The berry cobbler with vanilla ice cream! The densest, most I’m-never-gonna-sleep-tonight-but-I-don’t-care bourbon ball, dusted with cocoa and topped with a chocolate-covered espresso bean.

We sipped espresso and good Port, and wondered where was Seattle’s version of this most civilized place to cap an evening. No booze, if memory serves, at Simply Desserts in Fremont. Not much dessert variety beyond chocolate at Dilettante.

Where’s my pretty little crowded sweet stop for 11pm on a Saturday night? Papa Haydn…come north!

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