sometimes, someone pesters you so much about something, that you have to cave in and my mom is relentless about cheesecake. for a while now, i’ve been making a version of new york cheesecake, that is just cream cheese, sugar, eggs and vanilla cooked in a water bath. but i was waxing nostalgic for the cheesecake that i grew up with. there’s no water bath and a just touch of flour for structure. Continue reading →