I’ve always wanted to do something express, like blitz through Christmas, zip through the New Year then float all year ’round.
There have always been questions as I may be able to do one or all of the above:
- How to start
- Where to start
- Whose company to suffer
Obviously, there will always be that much more daunting task of gaining a friend’s confidence in doing something that has nothing to do with anything normal —you can’t sail through Christmas without first savoring it for all its accouterments, you can’t face January without having jetted off into sense through the Holidays and can’t afford to float around like a bum the next whole year with mouths to feed, a couple of luxuries to sustain and a paradox of a life to configure.
I look at Nigella and see how easy and cheery it is to create Cherry Cheesecake from scratch. But then well, I do not pretend to be Nigella at all, although I have started to chill the graham crust in the fridge as I type this up (having long gobbled up the oatmeal cookies that were supposed to pass off as digestive biscuits)
There is also one question I’ve long been wanting to ask: when to start.
You see, when there is the intention to do something better —or extraordinary even— there will always be the length of time (to complete it sensibly) factored in. You always wanted to know when you want things to happen, if ever they do happen at all.
Undoubtedly, there lies the challenge of creating a cheery cheesecake of a dream, which everyone wants to partake of but which only a few brave souls can muster up the courage to see through completion. We know beauty when we see it, but creating something beautiful out of the ordinary is something we presume as herculean and dismiss as trivial.
Let me start making the sour cream filling, but first let me ask you: what is it that is holding you back?
And when do you plan to take the cheesecake out of the fridge of your dreams?