My mom came for a visit over the Easter holiday, and Oliver hasn’t seen my mom since Christmas, so he was a little shy when he first saw her Saturday morning. He warmed up really fast, and was saying Meme, giving big hugs and kisses. We facetime a few times a week, but seeing someone in person is the real deal. It’s really sweet whenever we have a guests staying with us. Oliver runs to the guestroom when he wakes up and pushes the door open. Like I’m up let’s play, come on, hop to it. It’s very sweet, but luckily our guests are up and he’s not waking them, at least I think so.
We normally go with the flow when we have visitors, and maybe plan a thing or two. It just seems to work out better that way. One thing we did plan was a brunch at our house. Dino and Kevin came, and Kevin brought his new puppy Willa, who Oliver is in love with. Big dog lover we have here. It’s so sweet to hear him constantly giggling at the dog, pretty heart exploding moments.
My mom and I did a few other things on our visit that I will talk about in my next post. I really want to share all the things I made for the brunch. But for now I want to talk about the this amazing ricotta cheese cake. This is my godmother Joy’s recipe, which comes from her mother-in-law. It is oh so delicious, light, fluffy and full of yummy cheese. And I’m so sad to say but all the great photos I took of the cake were mistakenly deleted:(( Trust me this makes me sad because it’s such a beautiful cake.
I’ve known my godmother for all my life. She is my mothers best friend from high school and still is. She is very much like a second mother, and even a third grandmother to Oliver. The same goes for everyone in our family, my sister and brother. We’ve all grown up together. But something is always missing when we see each other now. Three and half years ago Fred passed away, Joy’s husband, and my godfather. I have so many countless memories of him. So many summer nights spent at their house, running around in the yard chasing fire flies, swimming in the pool, so many bbq’s, hide and seek, every single fourth of July, Christmas eve, birthdays, and my wedding. The thing about Fred was he was so much fun, his laugh was contagious. He was such a great cook, and you could tell he loved cooking when he was doing it, and by how good his food was. You always hear people say when someone passes that “they lived life to the fullest”, and it might sound cliche but I can tell you Fred did. He enjoyed life, he was fun to be with, and his laugh, you can still hear it. He is missed and will always be missed. I’m sad that he didn’t get to meet Oliver, he would’ve had a blast with him. He was a lover of kids, and all around people person. So making this cake made me think of him because this is his mothers recipe and my mom was here making it. Yes, she was the one that actually made it, Oliver slept and I stuffed my face with hummus and pita chips and read her the recipe. It was perfect, the cake , the company, and the memories.
1 3/4 lb. ricotta cheese (room temp)
1 lb. cream cheese (room temp)
1 1/2 cups sugar
6 eggs (room temp)
6 Tbsp flour
1 pint sour cream
1 tsp. vanilla
Preheat oven 350. Beat together ricotta, cream cheese, and sugar. Continue to beat adding one egg at a time. Add vanilla. Fold in sour cream and then flour. Pour into greased and floured 10″ spring form pan. Sprinkle cinnamon on top. Bake for one hour. When done turn off oven and let the cake sit for one hour in the oven. When cake is cooled wrap in foil. Place in frig and let it sit for 24 hours. Eat the next day and enjoy!!!