• taylordthurston

Peanut Butter Cheesecake {FAIL}

I promised one of my good friends that I would make her a cheesecake for her birthday.

So her birthday came and went and one month later I decided I should probably make good on my promise.

So I got to work.

I went to Costco.

I bought a block of cream cheese the size of a small baby.

I mixed it with brown sugar, creamy peanut butter and a bunch of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups chopped up real rough like.

I folded those magical little candies into that sweet creamy mixture.

Then I poured it into my spring-form pan. I poured and I poured and I poured some more until that entire thing was filled… Brimming with peanut buttery cream cheesey goodness.

HOT DANG.

How you doin’?!

At this point I painstakingly wrapped the entire thing in aluminum foil and placed it in a water bath.

I baked it for hours and then slowly cooled it down.

I placed it in the fridge to cool some more and then thought about cleaning my kitchen.

That’s about as far as that thought went, though.

I pulled my beautiful cheesecake out of the fridge and set it on a cake stand.

I tapped the lever on the side of my pan and it shot out like a speeding bullet. The contents inside of it bursting at the seams to be free.

I lifted the edges of the pan up and off and then I basked in my cheesecake’s towering glory.

Next, I poured some ganache over the top. The dark sweet nectar started dripping down every side.

For good measure, I sprinkled more peanut butter cups across the top and almost wept at it’s glory.

That’s when it all went to hell in a hand basket.

I turned to grab my camera and as I peered back around it seemed as if my entire cheesecake was melting off of the stand I had so carefully placed it on.

I screamed and wrapped my arms and body around it trying with all of my might to keep my masterpiece in tact. Mr. T sprang into action and grabbed the outer ring of the springform pan and shoved it on top of what remained.

But it was too late.

I could barely hold back the tears as I stared in disbelief.

Hours of hard work had melted into a puddle in a matter of seconds.

I had promised my friend a beautiful cheesecake and this is all I had to offer her.

I scraped up whatever I could salvage and spooned it onto a cookie sheet.

I took the walk of shame down to my friend’s house with my cheesecake puddle in hand.

She opened the door. She laughed. She grabbed a spoon and dug in and declared it still delicious.

Then we took it outside and the neighborhood kids attacked it like wild animals.


PB Cheesecake Fail

And it made me smile.

#FAILS

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