Nothing says "junior high prom" to me like a fine square of tiramisu, which is to say it's the meal-ending hallmark of every meal I ever ate at The Olive Garden. That's also to say that since I became a serious eater, I've generally ignored the dessert and relegated it to the pile of other 1980s fine dining hits, such as the crab cake and the caprese salad. So imagine my surprise when I found myself scanning the pastry case at the old school bakery D'Amato's on Grand (they still bake bread in a coal burning oven) and impulsively selecting out a square of tiramisu. I don't know what happened, but now that I reflect on it I think...
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