I won’t mince words here: Cheesecake is the pinnacle of human creation. We can thank Greece for the splendid innovation of the cheesecake, but these days it seems like Jews are at work crafting the most scrumptious cheesecake.
May is the holiday when the sun removes its winter hat, when flowers poke their heads above the dirt, when short sleeves and espadrilles come out. It’s also the season of the cheesecake. From the mercilessly unsparing cheesecakes available at grocery stores year round for women suffering from severe existential career-related distress about whether they really can have it all to the slightly higher-end artisanal delights Breads Bakery will be rolling out starting May 1st.
For one month you can use Cheesecake Babka as your self-destructive weapon of choice. For one month you can use Lemon Ricotta Cheesecake as a passport into those past halcyon childhood days when your grandmother fattened you up like a pig for slaughter. For one month you can keep a ‘Cheesecake Jar’ in your handbag as you valiantly try to forget that we are all domesticated animals going to seed.
It’s Cheesecake May, it’s Shavuot, it’s spring and it’s time to remember that life isn’t about shuttling from the subway to work to home again wearing a heavy coat. It’s also about sugar comas and overeating and eating sweet fresh things.
Happy Cheesecake Month!
Shira Feder can’t be trusted around cheesecake. You can reach her at firstname.lastname@example.org