As promised, here’s the conclusion of our fried capon Thanksgiving dinner. To recap, the fried capon (pictured below, right) which took all of 35 min to fry in the deep fryer, was served with all room-temperature sides; a ratatouille-esque dish of eggplant and tomato, sautéed dandelion greens with sliced Cumbrae’s cured suckling pig, fingerling potatoes with cucumbers and dill cream, and sweet potato puree. From the left: Cris McDonald , Bob Blumer For this dinner chef McDonald was flying solo – sans his trusty team from his restaurant Cava – so to make it easier on himself, he chose sides that did not need to be served hot. This allowed him to prepare dishes ahead of time, with only the fried oysters ( see Part I ) and capon cooked to serve hot. NOTE: If anyone is interested in the recipe for any of the above, please email me at blog AT foodtv DOT ca. Then, disaster hit. Well, at least for me. It seems that Chef McDonald is not exactly a sweets person. His obsessive pursuit of the world’s best artisanal ice cream and chocolates at his dessert shop Xococava notwithstanding, he simply decided that we didn’t need dessert after our Thanksgiving dinner. Well I wasn’t having any of it. I canvassed the crowd, and they weren’t either. So with me at the helm, the decision was made to raid Xococava for a weighty sampler of everything the jewel-box shop has on offer; 12 ice cream flavours, including coconut, wild blueberry sorbet, licorice caramel and honey canela (cinnamon); 25 exotic truffles, including rosemary honey and masala chai; and a selection of biscotti and baked goods such as macaroons. That’s Peter the builder, the man responsible for realizing the interior of Xococava , which if you have a chance to visit, please do – it’s as nice an ice cream shop as you’ll ever see! (No website as of yet, sorry.) Just in case this wasn’t enough, Bob Blumer stepped up to the plate to make us a “stone soup” dessert – a dessert out of whatever was around. What was around was two pineapples, some organic sour cream and granular sugar. Et Voila; stewed pineapple with caramel sauce. Oh, those chefs… In the end, the dessert escapade was a lesson in “be careful what you wish for”. Starting to fill up somewhat before we got halfway through our loot, the guilt of wasting such painstakingly produced confectionery finery, had us stuffing ourselves with sugar to...