It's my 3rd Tiramisu. My worst, aesthetically. And too much coffee. But just as delicious as the best Tiramisu on the planet. This time it was just for us, no special occasion, no birthday. But opportunity presented itself, once the decision was made to make Tiramisu this week-end: a very dear friend stopped by :). I've just eaten the piece in the picture. I'll probably read myself to sleep with more than the usual 2 pages, since I'm not at all sleepy and it's almost 2:30 a.m. over here. Sleep tight!