Birthday Tiramisu

For my birthday last weekend, Mr. Z polished up his talent for cooking great Mexican food.

He made barbacoa, salsa, cilantro-lime rice, and guacamole all to mix with the tortillas, homemade chips, black beans, cheese, and sour cream. We had sort of a Chipotle nacho bar.

That is exactly what I wanted.

I'm already suffering from withdrawal symptoms from some of the awesome food I grew accustomed to over the past 3 and 1/2 years. 

Great Mexican food is definately at the top of the list. 

But for desert, I wanted a tiramisu.

Mr. Z, being the wonderful man that he is, took it as a challenge and made an awesome one.

It warrented photos.

Several photos, in fact.

But apparently just holding it will rot your teeth out.

Even while taking 2 photos...no one noticed.

The second half of the journey to 50 is looking like it's going to be just grand...