In honor of teenage romance on Valentine’s Day, a few Sagamore reporters decided to simulate a romantic stroll through Boston. And despite our limited experience with romantic dinners, we all agreed that the most romantic restaurant would be a desserterie.

The evening, however, was less than sweet.

Since the Finale in Coolidge Corner no longer exists, we took the T to Copley Square to test the Finale in the Back Bay.

The night, chilly enough to see our tinted breaths, was filled with countless trees still wrapped in Christmas lights and bright store signs. While the ambiance could have been romantic, conversation was not up to par, as a male companion started a conversation with, “So, it must be nice to be done with college apps.” Given, it was better than “How’s the weather?” So much for the thoughtfulness of Brookline’s teenage male population.

After our quick dinner at Boloco (which is not recommended for dinner on Valentine’s Day), we made a reservation at Finale 15 minutes prior to our arrival. Unfortunately, when we arrived, the only table available was situated directly in front of the door, and the winter chill detracted from the ambiance inside the restaurant.

The restaurant was dimly lit with the soft light of lamps and twinkling Christmas-tree lights. Finale was packed, and the noise level, nearing that of the school cafeteria, ruined the ambiance.

We ordered four desserts. The molten chocolate was your standard chocolate lava cake, nothing too special. On the side was coffee gelato covered with chocolate-coated almonds and a dark chocolate sauce. The gelato was more bitter than sweet, which may be appealing to some, and was more interesting than the cake itself.

The crème brûlée was covered with a few lady fingers and a variety of fruits. It was more crème-flavored than caramel-flavored, despite its golden hue. The fruit was less than fresh.

The Manjari Mousse, also known as the “ultimate chocolate cake,” as our waitress proudly announced, was too dense and buttery for me. One of the more complex desserts on the menu, the bittersweet chocolate mousse was layered with rich chocolate cake and fenced in with fancy strudel dough. It looked like a standard fancy dessert and tasted like an extreme brownie.

The bourbon pecan tart was one of the better desserts of the night. The chocolate sauce in the tart overwhelmed the pecans. However, it was topped with a Tahitian vanilla gelato that was, perhaps, the best dessert I tasted that night.

Overall, Finale is not worth the trek. We waited 20 minutes for our food, which isn’t bad but neither is great. The restaurant was filled with too many reuniting sorority sisters and 30-somethings. In addition, the food was overpriced if a couple were to buy both dinner and dessert, and the desserts were not special enough for any kind of romantic rendezvous.

Sabina Lee can be contacted at [email protected].