Tiramisu handpies

My mum, Debs, is a born entertainer. Growing up, our house was always the house to drop into just to say ‘Hi’, and the house for fantastic dinner parties. I loved knowing it was a dinner party night and loved all the ‘special’ food that would appear. I wanted to know the types of cheese my mum had bought for the cheese plates, I wanted to know what she was cooking for the main course, and I desperately wanted to be involved in the dessertmaking. I always remember the excitement of a tiramisu. My job was to soak the Italian biscuits in the coffee and liqueur, just enough so they weren’t dry but not too much that they completely fell apart in my hands. I took this job very seriously and have loved this dessert ever since.