When you’re a kid, having sisters is not that exciting. They borrow your clothes and pretend they’re you when a boy calls. But when you’re a grown-up, having sisters that live in the same city is pretty grand, especially when they’re good cooks. I may have mentioned before that my youngest sister is a fantastic cook. (Not the one who lives across the street – although she has fed me well, it’s not as much her thing.) She always brings stunningly delicious things to family dinners, and this time it was her first attempt at a no-bake cheesecake. (A great idea, I think, when the oven is full of a turkey.) I admit to some cheesecake snobbery – I generally dismiss no-bake cheesecakes, but this one was not set with gelatin, but was a soft mixture of cream cheese, whipping cream and pure maple syrup, with thinly sliced roasted pears on top. (I love her use of red-skinned pears here.) She used a Martha StewartContinue reading