Mille feuilles fail / Millefoglie fallimentare

My dad is a very special person. When you need a helping hand he will be there, silent, never to make you feel in debt with him, never complaining. Many friends who attended my wedding were deeply impressed by his kindness, helpfulness and sense of humour. That’s why when my sister suggested we get him a Pistachio Millefeuille for his 65th birthday, on the 28th of September, I suggested we would get one, but that I would train for two months to bake him one myself.