The other day I made some plain cake with egg, cake mix, oil, almond syrup. I could not eat anything that day, then the following few days. My innocent cake stood lonely in the kitchen corner waiting for attention.
I broke it to small pieces, spread coffee on top of it.
Mixed sour cream and sugar.
I put one layer of sweet cream on the bottom of pan, then one layer of coffee dipped cake pieces, then another layer of sweet cream, another layer of cake.
Covered with another layer of cream.
Dusted with cocoa power.
Light fresh and unauthentic tiramisu was made.