A taste of deliciousness.

Most people know how incredibly picky I am.

Well, a few years ago I disliked cheesecake. A LOT.

I didn't like the texture. the taste.

And I guess the idea of it.

But then, at Blake's sisters wedding,

they had cheesecake with raspberry sauce at the lunch.

I would have felt so bad if I didn't eat it.

I took a few bites, and I

FELL IN LOVE.

I am just looking around on pinterest at different desserts

and a picture of these beauties came up.

Mom has the recipe back at home, but I found a simple one online.

You know what that means...?

I just might have to make these sometime. SOON.