Let cool slightly and pour over the strawberry topped cake.Family favorite creamy homemade baked macaroni and cheese, inspired by my Grandma's recipe! This oven baked macaroni with it's golden crust of baked cheese, is the ultimate American comfort food side dish. In a small pan, warm the preserves and lemon juice. Dust the cheesecake with confectioners sugar or topping of your choice.ġ pint of strawberries, hulled and slicedĭecoratively place the sliced berries on top of the cooled cake. Let cool, refrigerate and, do not unlock the pan until the cheesecake is completely chilled. Upon removing from the oven, lift the cake out of the water and carefully remove the foil. Turn off the oven, do not open, and leave it for one more hour. Heat water in a kettle and, when hot, pour the water halfway up the side of the cheesecake pan.Ĭook for one hour. Place the springform pan into the roaster. Line the bottom of the roaster with a dishtowel to prevent slippage. Next, find a roasting pan that will comfortably fit the 9 -inch springform. Spray a 9- inch springform pan with cooking spray, double wrapping the sides and bottom with some aluminum foil in case of leakage. Add the remaining ingredients and continue to mix until smooth. Ricotta, Cream Cheese, and Sour Cream Cheesecakeīring cream cheese, ricotta, and eggs to room temperatureĪdd ricotta, sour cream, cream cheese in a stand mixer and blend well. It was a visit with my Mother, the best visit I have had since she was alive and healthy.įood for thought, there is much to be said about leaving part of our legacy in our own handwritten words. Magically, I felt her spirit run through my body. Before this moment, I hadn’t thought about what the handwritten word truly conveys, that they are an imprint of our lives and personalities, our stamp. I recognized the scripted imprint that was distinctly her own. It wasn’t the recipes that struck a chord it was seeing my mother's handwriting. As I lift the lid, I feel the magic experienced when opening my first music box, complete with a ballerina twirling to “The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies” by Tchaikovsky. Most of mom’s recipes were stored in her mind. Although I knew every entry inside, I had to open it. Shuffling through my cookbook cabinet and looking for some holiday inspiration, I happened upon my mother's recipe file.
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