Hot dog diggity.
The only reason I wasn’t gnashing my teeth and rending my garments is they’re both too expensive to replace. But I despaired.
And, lo. For the angel of the Italian dessert did deliver unto me a message. “Go to Kroger! Go to Kroger!”
And I went to Kroger, and I was sore afraid. And I did load my cart with Diet Cokes and carrots and fruit bats and… what’s this? What to my wondering eyes should appear (yeah, I’m mixing allusions, so sue me) but a frozen tiramisu.
Discontinued! So there’s a good side and a bad side.
On the bad side, if my obsession continues, I won’t be able to get my fix again from Kroger.
On the good side, it was on sale, baby! And there’s nothing better than feeding an addiction while saving money.
But on the bad side, it’s frozen. I might have to go fondle it some more and breathe on it with desperate hot breaths.
Yet on the gripping hand, SCOOOOOOOORE!
Julie, I have a great recipe for tiramisu. Let me know if you want it. Fresh is so much better than thawed out! and it’s not that hard to make, either.
Cookie
All of the recipes I’ve seen scared me. I was a frightened rabbit on the road of dessert making!
I think that means sure, if it’s pretty easy.