Tiramisu is a worldly known dessert. My Japanese
friend Takuto-san used to call it Tiramis
(which sounded to me as Sir
Hiss in Disney Robin Hood)! Some friends of mine, as David, make it with
Madeira cake (or Pan di Spagna), following a peculiar recipe that has a great
success in Rome. I allegedly prefer tiramisu with lady-fingers (or sponge
fingers, if you please), called in Italian Savoiardi, since their origin is the
tiny mountain region of Savoy, where the former Italian monarchy once had their
household estates. Then we sold it to France…and now it is possibly in better
hands!
Savoy, whereabouts! |
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Here you may find the home made recipe of lady fingers
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A curious combination of unfortunate events
brings the majority among children in Italy to crave FOR YEARS for Tiramisu:
because of the coffee, it’s an openly a denied pleasure! A solution of water
and sugar – the 0 version - often takes the coffee place and the feeling of
fulfilment is immediately turned in deprivation, mockery, and paternalism.
Once we grow up, we put off denialism and pass through the initiation of coffee and finally even the
yearned tiramisu falls in the hollow jar of our stomachs: this is the 1.0
version. Since decaffeinated coffee in Italy is not really an option, the
society prevents the youth to come across this beverage until your rational
system is well-formed, yet why?
When you keep ignoring things since you cannot achieve, understand, want to face them |
The answer is twofold but simple: coffee keeps
you awake and a. parents do not wish
to tell fairytales until 5 o’clock in the morning; b. the active principle may cause a cardiac arrhythmia. So when
finally we are capable to bear the thrilling effect of coffee we discover that
eating tiramisu at night may cause insomnia or some disturbances of the sleep.
The heart armour,
Alessandro Reggioli,
thanks to Giulia_chiara©
Quite a few friends I am familiar with
cannot actually have coffee since they start immediately feeling tachycardia:
overall my best friend Martina, who drinks tea only. Some others understandably
refuse to have coffee late in the evening! So as soon as we are able to come
across the 1.0 version of tiramisu, many have to withdraw from the competition!
My father, for instance, would never have coffee after four o’clock in the
afternoon and then he will look reluctantly to the idea of tiramisu. This is a
big problem and it increases, when the day after people has to work. I happen
to realize how work - despite
allowing means of sustenance - complicates enormously the way in which you have
to deal with your active and resting life. Is it possible to modify the recipe
without provoking mayhem and revolution? YES WE CAN, AND ITS NAME IS BEERMISU
or Birramisu, in Italian.
NOW WE CAN |
Katie™ - an Italo-American friend, fond of
literature and culture, a practical being in touch with spirituality,
adeventure and sport, and who mixes up solely the qualities of both continents,
- once suggested me to replace coffee with an ale beer. At the beginning I was
not really sure the experiment would have lead to a nice result, yet I had to
change my mind. So I choose Leffe, a
Belgian ale I increasingly started to fancy. Despite this strict
recommendation, I am not really into beers. The choice of Leffe was possibly more in my mind rather than on Katie’s lips. In
conclusion, I think the recipe I am about to suggest could be varied and
modified according to taste. Let’s see how the 2.0 version of tiramisu, the
BEERMISU, may come to life:
Leffe in one of its nicest formats |
A nice size glass (at least for me, that i'm not an heavy beer drinker) |
Michelle loves coffee, loads of coffee,
waves of coffee, without coffee her soul does not wake up: all this is renowned
among our mutual friends! Yet when she wishes to go to bed early then it
becomes less appealing to indulge in something, which stimulates you your
nervous system.
Michelle in the morning |
At the same time is a crime to put mascarpone off just because
of coffee. Is there a solution? It was the right occasion then to try BEERMISU.
We wished to exchange a post-Christmas “hello” with two other stare crossed couples:
Isabel&John and Michael&Elektra. So one of the main ingredients - good
friends - was there! And quite casually, the event took the appearance of an
anticipation of St Valentine’s day, because of the tray!
The most scary and lovely angel |
Now the procedure: REMEMBER REMEMBER, the Tiramisu or the Beermisu has to be done at least 8 hours before the meal it's thought for, otherwise the mascarpone cheese won't solidify into the fridge.
Pouring the beer onto the sponge fingers with a wee jug |
A fizzy pleasing effect for hears and eyes |
Dispose the sponge fingers in the heart tray: here I was using a Beck's beer. |
Dusting the mascarpone cheese with cocoa powder |
I recently discovered that tiramisu was
served in brothels from the ‘700 at least as an aphrodisiac dessert, and the
proprieties of caffeine were hopefully transmitted to the imminent performance. This
said: I think that if your partner is fond of beer, which gives a sweet
delicate taste to the berrmisu, then you may attempt this recipe and see what
happens, perhaps the placebo effect shall do the rest! Happy St Valentine day
to all!
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