"You won't get any dessert!"

How many times did how many of us hear that growing up? Trying to slip green beans to the dog, who mysteriously didn't care for legumes either. I thought he'd eat anything. Unlike Mikey. It is Payday Dear Reader. This month's Payday Cheesecake is Neapolitan. If cheesecakes were like pizzas...Sicilian deep-dish. Chicago-style. The layers, chocolate, white chocolate, and strawberry, are sorta distinguishable. Aren't they? Eating this will be like a biology project. Dissecting the layers of the flavors to enjoy each individually. What's the point of even forming layers if one is just going to wolf it all down? There is the aesthetic value. Fleeting as it is. And then I'll have a second piece. And you, Dearest of the Dear Readers, will only get a second post today.