Bianco mangiare...il tiramisù dei poveri...siciliani. 👨‍🍳😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋

What would be the white manjaria for the topics of poverty that my grandmother prepared for me when I was little? At that time, I saw that only rich people could afford to buy Dolce in pastries, the doctor when they had a dolce. A simple ingredient in the dispensary mass was taken in the milk, which was so expensive for children. They hid it in a truck, at that time they added lemon scouts to give it even more smoke and transform it into a mortar of cream that took away the scouts in the coffee. And to make them cry even more, I came to decorate it with cheese, cheese or cocoa powder. The result of a dolce is similar to my grandmother, but genuine, it is very morbid. And now write in the comments a full recipe that you always prepared your grandmother.