Guys, I may be the worst future-wife ever. I bake almost every weekend, cook nearly every night of the week, and it’s taken me almost 6 years to make my fiancé’s very favorite dessert, classic Italian tiramisu.
Well this year, I decided that day had come. I whipped this up yesterday morning to be ready for a special Valentine’s Day dessert, and it turned out so easy and delicious I couldn’t help but share it with you guys. Admittedly, I totally food blogger-ed it up with bourbon (it’s my ultimate secret weapon swoon ingredient) and mason jars, but hey, it’s still the classic coffee-soaked ladyfingers with mascarpone situation. Italian grandmas, don’t hate me!
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