I don't have the family recipe. but it's a favorite boyhood memory of that holiday.
Mom & Dad broke many eggs into a large pot to which they'd add milk & cinnamon. that's all the ingredients I remember. after it came to curdle the contains were pourd into a cheesecloth which was hung from a door handle overnite.
I no longer recall if it was the taste of the cheese or the experience of its making which was more important.