I have a second stomach for dessert, it’s just a weird undiagnosed science (fiction) type thing that I’m completely convinced about. No matter how full, I always like to at least look at the dessert menu.. see if anything is intriguing.. Anyway, when I went to Extraordinary Desserts last month in San Diego I wish I had multiple stomachs like a cow (really classy lady-like simile). Every pastry was so beautifully made and garnished with extravagant details like edible gold flakes and flowers. I had Vietnamese iced coffee (which I equate to liquid dessert.. espresso with condensed milk? Nice try passing off as coffee) and a caramelized apple salted caramel crème brûlée tart with homemade brown sugar ice cream.