Mil hojas de amor

My sweet tooth is my curse. I blame my genes, because my dad is exactly like me. None of us can spend much time without some sweet. Chocolates, cakes, ice creams, any food with something sweet is fine to me. But I have my favorite ingredient, which is...MANJAR. I'm gonna write it in spanish because I don't know the word in english, and frankly, it is a very typical latinamerican ingredient, just like peanut butter for gringos.
MANJAR...music to my ears. I love it soooo much. If I close my eyes, I can feel the tingling sensation in my palate.

When I'm sad, I eat something with manjar, like an alfajor or something like that, and I inmediatly feel better. But I also eat it when I'm happy, when I'm hungry, when I'm not. It's perfect in every ocassion. With bread, like manjar sauce with your ice cream...but my favorite is my mom's mil hojas cake, because it's delicious, and it's also a family tradition. My mom makes it in very special ocassions, because it takes A LOT of time to make each layer and then to put the manjar, the marmalade and the nuts in them. So the cake is also a gift of love, because of the time you have to take in the making process. The mil hojas cake has been present in the birthdays, the family celebrations, etc, so I always associated it with happy times. It's my favorite food, and the main ingredient of my ideal meal. The appetizer and the main course have to be light food, because you have to make room for the cake!
I guess this is my speciality, because it may be a simple recipe, but it has a big meaning to me. So, if I made one for you, you know it's because I really love you!