When I decided to use my time to bake something in honor of Kurt's memory, there was no question what that something would be. Back in high school, he used to bake gourmet cheesecakes for a restaurant to make some extra cash. I never had the opportunity to try one of his creations, but I heard all about them during our nightly phone calls.
|My new glass-bottom spring form pan!|
|My food processor decided not to work today. I got out some frustration by pounding the graham crackers, but now I have a very lumpy crust|
|The not-so-therapeutic side of baking: a sink full of dishes|
|Raspberry Lemon Cheesecake with a shooting star for my shooting star|
Kurtis, wherever you are out there, please know that you are dearly loved and sorely missed. Forever and always, best friend.