The name makes us smile, as does sitting outside in the dappled shade and observing what seems like half the population of Dallas taking over Klyde Warren Park on weekends. Onion soup with Gruyère crostini was acceptable but no great shakes. Much better was a puff pastry tart layered with fromage blanc, asparagus, and a fried egg. But the best dish was dessert: a highball glass filled with coconut ice cream and mango sorbet scattered with bits of cashew brittle and coconut macaroon. (7/13)