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Some time last year I had ordered Tiramisu from an Italian delivery place we really liked. They were under new management ... but the new management in a strange twist of fate was a cow orker's dentist.
He really should have stuck to teeth.
When I opened up my Tiramisu I found some very ucky green mold overlaying the beautiful cocoa powder dusting ...
eeeeauw.
I got some replacement cannoli, and a profuse apology.
But we haven't ordered from them since.
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