Oh, the joy of biting into a slice of heavenly Peaches and Cream Cheesecake! I can never resist the creamy, fruity delight that this dessert brings. This recipe, in particular, holds a special place in my heart. It’s not just a cheesecake; it’s a wonderful concoction of sweet peaches, luscious cream cheese, and a hint of cinnamon that transports you to a world of absolute taste bliss. But what makes this Peaches and Cream Cheesecake recipe truly special is its simplicity. It’s easy to make, yet the result is a dessert that looks and tastes like it came from a high-end bakery. It’s the perfect treat for family gatherings, parties, or simply when you’re in the mood for something deliciously sweet. So, are you ready to make your own Peaches and Cream Cheesecake? Let’s get started!
Ingredients
- 3/4 c. flour
- 1 tsp. baking powder
- 1/2 tsp. salt
- 3 Tbsp. butter
- 1/2 c. milk
- 1 Tbsp. sugar
- 3 1/4 oz. pkg. vanilla pudding (not instant)
- 1 lb. can peaches (reserve 2 Tbsp. juice)
- 1 egg
- 1/2 c. sugar
- 8 oz. pkg. cream cheese
- 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
Baking Instructions
- Combine and beat 2 minutes the flour, baking powder, salt, butter, milk, egg and pudding.
- Pour into 9-inch greased pie plate.
- Drain peaches; place on batter.
Calorie: 400
Total cooking time: 1 hour
Difficulty level: Easy
The Epic Saga of the Peaches and Cream Cheesecake
The curtains draw open on my well-loved, somewhat disorderly kitchen. The stage is set for a culinary drama starring yours truly and a cast of ingredients that read like a who’s who of deliciousness: **flour, baking powder, salt, butter, milk, sugar, vanilla pudding, peaches, egg, more sugar, cream cheese**, and the diva of the spice world, **cinnamon**.
The Pre-Show Jitters
This wasn’t my first rodeo with a dessert recipe. I’d tangoed with tarts, waltzed with waffles, and even polkaed with profiteroles. But a cheesecake? That was a whole new dance floor. As I lined up the ingredients, I felt a mix of excitement and fear, like a kid on their first roller coaster ride.
The Opening Act
The recipe begins in a familiar place. **Flour, baking powder, salt, butter, milk, egg**, and a packet of **vanilla pudding** stood before me, ready to be whipped into a frenzy. I combined the ingredients and gave them a good two-minute beating. No, I don’t have anger issues. It’s just what the recipe demanded. There’s something therapeutic about watching ingredients morph into a smooth, creamy batter. It’s like witnessing the ugly duckling become a swan, albeit an edible one.
The Main Event
Next, I had to pour this beautiful batter into a 9-inch pie plate, greased generously with butter. If you ever want to feel like a modern-day Michelangelo, try pouring batter into a pie plate. It’s an art. A messy, sticky art. The batter, once a smooth, creamy entity, now resembled a pancake on steroids.
Fruitful Intermission
Then came the star of the show – the peaches. I drained them, reserving two tablespoons of the juice for later. As I placed the peaches on the batter, I felt like a proud parent watching their child on stage. Except, in this case, the child was a peach, and the stage was a pie plate full of batter.
The Grand Finale
Now, let’s not forget about the cream cheese, the second half of this delectable duo. I combined the **cream cheese, sugar, cinnamon**, and the reserved peach juice into a delightful mixture that smelled like heaven and tasted like sin.
The Closing Scene
Into the oven went my creation. I watched it rise, the edges turning golden brown, the aroma wafting through the kitchen like a delicious, invisible fog. It was a sight to behold, a symphony for the senses.
As I pulled the cheesecake out of the oven, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I had tamed the beast that is cheesecake, and it was glorious.
Curtain Call
And that, my friends, is the tale of the Peaches and Cream Cheesecake. It’s a journey of love, laughter, and a little bit of lunacy. But isn’t that what cooking is all about? So, until our next culinary escapade, keep those aprons tied, those ovens preheated, and those taste buds ready. The kitchen is calling.
